In an instant, Jin Lin was completely petrified. Good heavens, what's going on here? How did she end up in the wrong room?
But just now, she had definitely checked the room number. She had entered her own room.
Seeing Jin Lin say nothing, Hua Miaomiao snorted coldly and questioned, "Qinghuan said you're a woman and asked me to show a bit of mercy, but I never expected you... spit it out, why did you come to my room? Were you trying to steal my design drafts?"
"Ah, so annoying. Is this person insane? Just because I walked into the wrong room doesn't mean I want to steal your drafts. Who the hell would want them?" Jin Lin sneered, her gaze sweeping over him from head to toe.
Hua Miaomiao covered his chest with his hand, "What are you looking at? Get out now!"
He'd never encountered a woman like this before. He just had a bath, wearing only a bathrobe and a towel draped over his shoulder. How could she stare so unabashedly at his nearly **** body?
