"Master, have you prepared a gown for tomorrow's banquet?" Sheng Qiu asked.
Gown?
Hearing Sheng Qiu's question, Su Meng finally realized that she would have to wear a gown for tomorrow's banquet. She had been thinking about the competition yesterday and hadn't expected this.
Although Sheng Qiu was big and burly, he wasn't careless. He immediately saw that Su Meng hadn't prepared a gown.
Then, he walked to the front desk lady, took a box, and handed it to Su Meng.
Su Meng opened it and saw a red dress inside. It was a famous brand, and it was obviously very expensive.
"Master, this is just a little gift from us. My wife reminded me of it."
"This morning, after I told her that you would be participating in the competition, she prepared this dress and sent it over. She said that you might not have thought of this. Anyway, she prepared it in advance for you. I didn't expect that you really didn't bring it. Isn't this a coincidence?"
