Inside the Red Pavilion's five-star VIP suite.
Xiao Ruoching watched Mo Li with complex eyes. Mo Li was absorbed in combing her silver hair, her soaked garments, like her bellyband, hung beside the bronze mirror. Xiao Ruoching's lips parted slightly, yet she hesitated to speak.
Through the bronze mirror, Mo Li saw Xiao Ruoching's lips moving, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitating. Her beautiful eyes shifted, and she turned around, letting her newly changed sheer robe hang open. She looked at Xiao Ruoching with a hint of amusement, a slight curve to her lips as she asked lightly, "Miss Xiao, what's wrong?"
