When Rose stepped out and glanced toward the gate, she paused, blinking to make sure she wasn't imagining things.
Standing at the ornate, old-fashioned iron gate was a tall woman in a light blue blazer, white blouse, and coffee-colored skirt. Her black lace stockings accentuated her flawless legs. She stood there like a magnolia shining in the sunlight.
Of course, if it weren't for the perpetual indifference on her otherwise perfect face, Rose might have only felt admiration instead of the slight tension she now did.
What is she doing here?
Despite just being separated by a wall, seeing Lin Ruoxi at her doorstep made Rose's heart skip a beat. To be honest, even if a hundred people with knives were at her door, she wouldn't feel this conflicted.
Regardless, Rose wasn't about to hide. She walked straight to the door, opened it with a serene smile, and invited Lin Ruoxi in. "I'm glad you came, though I am a bit surprised."
