Under Lin Lan's gaze, Lucia wiped Molly's tear-streaked face.
"Don't cry anymore, Lin Lan never lies!"
The Blond Witch lifted her face with a lively smile: "Come on, I'll take you to the market, there's lots of new and interesting goods today!"
The two Feis girls were pulled away by Lucia, reluctantly leaving the office building, looking back at every step.
Lucia was naturally cheerful, and in the blink of an eye became the leader among the three, though who knows what she started boasting about, that made the two Cat Girls shake their tails in admiration.
Lin Lan withdrew his smiling gaze and resumed thinking about serious matters.
Ever since he dispatched the orange cat Elma to the Empire, the factory manager Abel hadn't been in the best mood these past few days, frequently sending messengers to inquire about Elma's situation, fearing the Feis youths on the Empire's ship might suffer grievances.
Everyone could see that old Abel had long regarded Elma as his successor.
