Holding the gown in her hands, Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan.
Their gazes exchanged intense blows in the air shortly. Finally, Wen Xinya was defeated by his act of raising his wrist to look at his watch.
Wen Xinya stared hard at him. "You're not allowed to peek at me."
Her fierce words were slightly coquettish.
Despite saying so, she didn't expect that Si Yiyan would really listen to her.
She sat in a corner and changed up swiftly. Although the area of the limousine was spacious, it instantly became tight with two people inside, making it restrictive for her as she changed.
Watching her slightly nervous actions, Si Yiyan's smile deepened.
The gown had a back zip which was tight for some reason—she couldn't quite zip it up.
Si Yiyan placed the book in his hands on the sofa and asked with a half-smile, "Need help?"
