The pair of trousers that Zhan Qipei had intentionally torn were restored to their original condition in no time.
Qiao Jing did not notice the subtle glances of the people around her, and after mending the clothes, she stood up.
"Thank you," Zhan Qipei said, staring at the damaged part of the trousers.
Without halting her steps, Qiao Jing returned to her room with the blouse she had sewn, "No need."
That afternoon, Qiao Jing received a message from Master Han.
"Miss Qiao, I'm hosting a charity auction, are you interested?"
"I'd rather not go," Qiao Jing replied, her slender fingers tapping on the keyboard.
She had never been interested in events that required her to make a public appearance.
"The money from the auction will be donated to children in mountain areas and at the welfare institutes," Master Han immediately responded to Qiao Jing's message, touching on the point that mattered to her.
