Every word Yao Xinchen said made Mi Jing feel a sense of concern, uncontrollably guessing her intentions and what kind of relationship she had with Shen Lingxing. However, despite the many uncertainties and questions in her heart, Mi Jing remained calm, not responding and waiting for Yao Xinchen to finish her words.
Yao Xinchen was a bit taller than Mi Jing, and she wore high heels while Mi Jing was in flat home slippers, which further added to the height difference. Yao Xinchen lowered her gaze, her eyes seemingly casually sweeping over Mi Jing's makeup-free, slightly haggard and pale face, yet her smile remained confident and dazzling. "Won't you invite me in for a bit?"
Mi Jing hadn't planned to invite her in, but now that she had spoken up, Mi Jing couldn't turn her away, so she stepped aside and invited her into the house.
"Would you like something to drink?" After Yao Xinchen sat down, Mi Jing asked politely.
