"The celebration banquet's started. Where did Sheng Sheng Nian and Yan Feizhuo run off to?"
Tang Jiang looked at the unanswered video call on her Light Brain and couldn't help complaining aloud.
Mo Yuanyuan popped up behind her just then. "President Yan's assistant said Sheng Nian seemed to be feeling a little unwell, so President Yan took him to see a doctor."
"Oh, right, Tang Jiang, Assistant Lin said President Yan wants to buy the outfits he and Sheng Nian wore tonight. Just name the price, and he'll transfer the money to you later."
Tang Jiang: "..."
"I knew it!"
"My clothes! I made them with my own hands! I was going to keep them for a memorial museum!"
Seeing her reaction, Mo Yuanyuan added, "Assistant Lin said you can name any price!"
Tang Jiang changed her tune at lightning speed. "Ah, the clothes I make should stay with people who appreciate them. Not because of the money, of course."
"What a joy to find someone who truly understands my art~"
Mo Yuanyuan: "..."
If you hadn't changed your tune quite so fast, I might actually have believed you.
Meanwhile, Sheng Nian really was feeling unwell.
Because of Yan Feizhuo's excessive affection, Sheng Nian was showing signs of going into heat again under the influence of their highly compatible pheromones.
In the car, Yan Feizhuo frowned and asked, "Did you take your medicine on time?"
Sheng Nian nestled drowsily in his arms. "I did. I don't know what's going on either. Is it because I wasn't wearing my collar?"
"What a pain. Why don't you just bite me, Yan Feizhuo?"
The person in his arms was as fearless as he was clueless. Yan Feizhuo felt a little helpless. "Baby, did you pay attention in biology class?"
"If I give you