After a shower, she remembered that she had no change of clothes, and she couldn't possibly wear the wet garment she'd just taken off.
Wrapped in a bath towel and having searched fruitlessly, she had no choice but to don a bathrobe and go downstairs.
Yuntian was seated on the living room sofa downstairs, seemingly reading a contract.
Tianxing approached him and quietly asked, "How is my father doing now?"
Yuntian looked up at her. Dressed in a loose bathrobe with her long hair hanging over her shoulders, her face looked even more delicate.
The slightly wide neckline revealed her fair chest and barely disguised soft curves.
The bathrobe also exposed her fair, slender legs.
As he sized her up, Tianxing felt a bit uneasy and tightened her grip on her robe.
Yuntian didn't seem to mind. After giving her a once-over and seeing that her complexion had regained its natural rosiness, he eased his frown.
"He's already home and fine now."
