The entire Team One was here, and there were several other teams in this room.
There were all brothers of the base here and indeed, they were all men. There was nothing to be shy about.
Feng Ling paused for a while, and the members in the private room all said that "Admit defeat. Just put on the dress ".
She hung the dress neatly in her arms, and out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Li Nanheng, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa. Boss Li was sitting there with a cigarette between his fingers, narrowed his dark eyes, and glanced at her without any intention to help her or force her. He just looked at her as if waiting to see what she could do.
Feng Ling retracted her gaze and went straight out with the dress.