She then washed her hands and took out a paper towel to dry her face in front of the mirror.
The girl in the mirror had distinct features and porcelain skin, flawless and seemingly delicate to the touch. Jiang Zhe did not attend to it meticulously, casually wiping away the water before tossing the paper towel aside and stepping out nonchalantly.
Yet, this did not affect her appearance and skin in the slightest.
"Jiang Zhe!"
As soon as Jiang Zhe came out, she heard someone call her name.
Her eyes drifted up listlessly, glancing in the direction of the caller with an indifferent expression.
The caller was Wang Xue, her face adorned with a smile that was deliberately portrayed as friendly.
Standing by her side was Ji Tang.
The two seemed to have been waiting outside specifically for Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zhe gave them a glance but felt no desire to speak.
