***
After reading the email, Mai Xiaomai did not cry. Instead, she silently read it from the beginning once more.
Hearing the bathroom door open, she quickly closed the email and pretended to be casually browsing the news.
"Looking at your phone?"
Qiao Chutian emerged in a black bathrobe tied at the waist, his hair still damp, and walked over while drying it.
"Yeah, just checking if there's anything interesting."
"So, did you find anything interesting?"
"I found a handsome guy."
"Eh? Is he more handsome than me?"
"Way more handsome than you!"
"I don't believe it. Show me."
"He's not in the phone, he's here."
Mai Xiaomai pointed to the mirror and said, "Just stand here and you'll know."
Qiao Chutian stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself, and said with a smile, "Xiaomai, you're being mischievous and trying to fool me again. The man in the mirror is clearly me. How could he possibly be way more handsome?"
"I just think the you in the mirror is handsome."
