Xu Xiyan was about to sweep the clothes aside and get out, but stopped when she heard Huo Sanyan's voice beyond the door.
"What are you doing, brother?"
Huo Yunshen heard his sister's voice and had to give up looking for Xu Xiyan for the time being. He had to deal with his troublesome sister first.
"Nothing. I'm just looking for some clothes to wear."
He hastily grabbed a piece of clothing from one of the closets and put it on his lap before wheeling out of the room.
Huo Sanyan stared at him with wide eyes and pointed at the clothes on his lap.
"Why are you looking for a tuxedo so late in the night? Are you going out?"
"…"
He must have been too flustered to notice what he'd taken.
"It's for tomorrow."
Whenever Huo Yunshen wasn't smiling, he would emit a chilling air of authority in his gaze. His face would turn hard, sharpening like a knife, and his eyes would grow cold.
Huo Sanyan's heart skipped a beat. F*ck.
