Before Di Xiaxia could fathom what was happening, she was ushered to Di Mingzhe's door by two servants. Her room was not far from Di Mingzhe's.
The servants politely knocked, "Young Master, Miss Fourth is here."
Di Xiaxia finally reacted, damn, they should have at least let her change her clothes first!
She was just wearing yoga clothes, which were quite revealing!
Just as she was about to scramble back to her room for a jacket, Di Mingzhe opened the door.
He was tall and was looking down at her at the doorway.
Di Xiaxia was awkward.
"Uh, Brother, did you need me for something?" Di Xiaxia tentatively raised her hand.
"Mhm." Di Mingzhe's deep and mysterious eyes scanned her from head to toe, then he nodded, "Come in."
With a bitter face, Di Xiaxia had no choice but to nod. She turned to the servant, "Go to my room and fetch my pink jacket."
"Yes." The servant bowed his head and turned to leave.
