But as soon as she saw the figure in front of her, the charm and smile on her face immediately stiffened, suddenly clouded over with gloom.
"Why are you here? Where is the Young Master?"
Ye Xixi scratched her head, thinking the Filipino maid had left and she dared to come out, but unexpectedly, she ran into Shui.
Shui stood on her tiptoes to look into the room. The living room and bedroom were connected, and at a glance, she could see the rumpled bed on the soft double bed, with Wen Zao's bathrobe from last night still scattered on the floor.
The gaze returned to Ye Xixi, only to find that she was wearing just a nightdress, with faint kiss marks still on her fair neck!
Shui's eyes widened in disbelief, her delicate face distorted from extreme anger and jealousy. She raised her hand, almost pointing at Ye Xixi's nose, and yelled, "You, you shameless woman, you actually dare to seduce the Young Master, you have no shame!"
