Change into another outfit?
What clothes should I change into?
Che Huan bit her lip as she stood there, looking at Huo Jinnan. She couldn't possibly change into his clothes, could she?
Then there was the dress she was wearing—it was too eye-catching, too recognizable. If seen by others, it was likely to stir up trouble, and her effort to avoid notice all night would have been in vain.
She turned her gaze to Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan's brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at Che Huan and left the room.
Shortly after, he returned with a set of somewhat mature women's clothing. "This is my mother's. You should be able to wear it."
His mother's?
She had no idea how he broached the subject.
"You have only half an hour, unless you want to stay here another night," Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette and walked to the balcony, gazing at the scenery outside.
Che Huan looked at his retreating figure and quickly picked up the clothes to enter the bathroom.
