"I'm alright." Xuxu smiled calmly and placed the cold beverage back on her forehead.
After applying it for about ten minutes, the swelling subsided but there was still a tinge of redness. One look and you could tell that it had knocked against something.
She raised her hand and glanced at the watch on her wrist. It was already past 9 a.m.
She sighed. "Don't bother about it anymore."
She mumbled to herself, turned on the tap and washed her hands. After which, she drew a piece of tissue to wipe her hands with.
She raised her head and saw from the mirror that someone was standing behind her.
It was a towering figure with a dark and gloomy expression. She was taken aback.
When did this person come in? Why didn't she hear a single sound?
He almost frightened her to death!
