She carefully took the silk gloves that were placed to one side and put them on both hands, then walked out of the restroom and downstairs.
After lunch downstairs in the restaurant, she went to the nearby mall to buy a set of evening gowns, then Qin Zhaoyang took her to the hair salon...
By the time everything was finished, it was nearly dusk, and throughout this time, the man had not spoken a word to her.
It was not until they were seated in the car and heading out of the city that he remained silent.
The atmosphere inside the car felt a bit oppressive, Chu Xinning turned her face to look out the window.
The window reflected the figure of Qin Zhaoyang on the side; he had retied his tie, but due to a missing button on a sleeve, the front of his shirt was slightly uneven.
Noticing this detail, Chu Xinning gave a light cough and turned to glance at him.
