However, Chi Jiao and Pei Yao encountered a major problem while accompanying Bai Wanxi to buy clothes.

Bai Wanxi’s face was red. “Wha… what kind of clothes are these? Why are they so revealing? It’s simply too embarrassing!”

Chi Jiao felt very helpless looking at the long black dress that Bai Wanxi was pointing at. “Sister, this is a long dress. It’s already very conservative. Look, your arms and legs will be covered according to your requirements, right?”

“But why is this material so flimsy? I can see the skin inside at a glance. It’s too revealing. I can’t accept it.” Bai Wanxi squatted down with a red face.

The saleswoman was speechless.

The saleswoman raised the dress in her hand and looked at Xu Ye with a complicated gaze.

This was the first time the saleswoman had encountered a cross-dresser.

Moreover, this cross-dresser was very conservative. Look at how he was squatting on the ground because of a dress. He was so shy even though he was more than 1.8 meters tall. He was curled up into a ball, and even the tips of his ears had turned red. The saleswoman inexplicably felt that Xu Ye looked a little cute.

“Let me tell you, Miss Wanxi, things are different now. People aren’t as conservative. The aesthetics nowadays are all like this. If you really don’t like it, why don’t we go to the men’s section to take a look?” Pei Yao probed.

“But… but men’s clothes don’t look good,” Bai Wanxi said pitifully.

Chi Jiao couldn’t bear to disappoint her when she saw Bai Wanxi’s dejected expression.

Soon, she had an idea. “I know a place where you will definitely like the clothes!”

Chi Jiao dragged Bai Wanxi and Pei Yao away.

Half an hour later, Quan Jue and the rest of the 117 staff successfully lost track of them.

Quan Jue stood in the lobby on the first floor of the mall. He looked around but didn’t see Chi Jiao. He couldn’t help feeling a little flustered. “What happened? Wasn’t she here just now?”

“Just now, Boss suddenly ran out with the other two. Our men couldn’t keep up! Where did the three of them go? They didn’t even bother to answer our calls.” Beitang Lie was also helpless. He looked at Quan Jue and suggested, “Mr. Quan, continue calling Boss. I’ll go to the service station and get someone to make an announcement.”

Quan Jue nodded and took out his phone. Coincidentally, he received a call from Chi Jiao.

Quan Jue’s eyes lit up. He immediately accepted the call and asked, “Where are you now?”

“The three of us went to change our clothes and get styled. Brother Quan, we’re in the main hall now. What about you?” Chi Jiao’s sweet voice came through the receiver.

Quan Jue’s heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally relaxed. He heaved a sigh of relief. “We’re also in the main hall. Where exactly are you now?”

He suddenly heard exclamations from the surrounding crowd just as he finished speaking.

“Oh my god, are those Chinese Hanfu clothing¹? So beautiful!”

Quan Jue turned to look behind him upon hearing the exclamations from the crowd. He wasn’t surprised to see three girls in traditional Hanfu costumes, slowly walking toward them.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Chi Jiao, Pei Yao, and Bai Wanxi came over, dressed in their Hanfu clothing and their hair in buns.