Mo Shangjun stood near the window, casually holding a whistle, lazily watching them.
She "considerately" arranged the two windows that could be freely opened to one side, allowing herself an unhindered view of the group rolling out from the windows.
Tsk.
Refreshing... ah.
Being part of it or watching from the side are completely different feelings.
She waited outside early, capturing everything she wanted to see, making sure none of them slipped her attention.
As expected, Su Bei and Ding Jing were among the first to react and notice the window issue, but they weren't lucky enough to find an openable window immediately, so squeezed in the crowd, their movements were less suave—though they tried to make their movements appear smooth, the crowd surrounding them marred their elegance, practically making a fool of themselves.
Mo Shangjun was very satisfied with this.
