At noon, Long Xiaoyu and the others returned.
Seeing the girls carrying bags of items, Ling Feng smiled and asked, "Another shopping spree, huh? What good things did you buy?"
"Nothing good for you!"
Long Xiaoyu gave him a sidelong glance, clearly holding a grudge about Ling Feng not coming home last night, seemingly sulking.
Ling Feng knew she had a childlike temperament, and being upset was just a way to act coquettishly, a little coaxing would do.
However, with Mu Yuhan and Lina present, he couldn't just do that.
So he didn't mind, smiled, and looked at what everyone had bought, mostly clothes and cosmetics — gifts for the girls, as expected.
Ling Feng didn't look much further, sat down and watched the girls tidy up, then asked, "Lina, is the schedule for tomorrow's competition arranged?"
"It's already arranged."
Lina nodded and continued, "Ling Feng, your team has seventeen people participating and they can all compete tomorrow!"
"Alright, good!"
