"This box contains stuff for gynecological use. Quite a few female workers want you to come to the dormitory to give them check-ups, just once a week. You set the time yourself, alright? I've put the list in there." Zhao Sheng cheerfully handed him the car keys when he saw Lin Xi standing behind him.
"Eh, who's this? Your girlfriend looking for you?"
Not recognizing Lin Xi wasn't his fault—yesterday, her face was caked with thick foundation, and her eyes were painted like big, black circles, barely distinguishable from a panda, and even her clothes were bizarre.
Today, with light makeup and smartly dressed, Lin Xi looked starkly different from yesterday.
"I'm Lin Xi," Lin Xi said, staring at Zhao Sheng, feeling that his gaze was somewhat off.
"Lin Xi?" Zhao Sheng's tone went up as he stared at her as though he was trying to bore a hole through her.
