"What is this? You two fell in love while you fought?" Jun Yexuan raised an eyebrow.
Qi Feng's face turned bright red, "You.. what are you saying?! I'm just… curious. Isn't he your subordinate?"
Jun Yexuan's cherry lips grinned but the look in his eyes was cold, "He's an unloyal piece of sh!t. Why would I keep him?"
Qi Feng was surprised at the response and didn't speak.
Before long, Feng Heng had cleaned himself up and strolled his way over. Behind him were several females in maid uniforms.
One of the maids walked to Qiao Qing, bowed, and smiled respectfully, "Miss, can you please stand up?"
Qiao Qing stood up without knowing why. Then, the maid began to measure her using a cloth ruler.
At the same time, Feng Heng took the magazine from the coffee table and flipped through it, "Qingqing, do you prefer oriental or western style gowns?"
Qiao Qing was taken aback, "You want to make me a tailored gown?"