The staff brought over some props.
A rectangular hollow cardboard box, with two holes at the upper sides.
Just like the new packaging cardboard used by courier companies when sending parcels, it's brand new and flat, any slight bend would leave obvious creases.
Fu Ran kept looking back at Ye Mian, tightly pressing his thin lips together, seemingly displeased.
Ye Mian waved at him, Fu Ran slightly relaxed his brow and walked over to her.
"Senior..."
Mu Qiu couldn't hear the rest, anyway, it was just the couple whispering sweet nothings.
She stood next to them, observing with her ears and mind, determined not to let her eyes wander.
A minute later, Fu Ran, having been appeased, moved to the front and put on the cardboard box costume with the help of the staff.
"Should have known better than to wear shoes with laces."
