Lixue blushed, tugging at the hem of Mo Ran's shirt. "I wasn't planning to go out in this," she muttered.
Mo Ran smirked, his eyes flicking briefly over her. "Good. That shirt is for my eyes only."
She glared at him, her cheeks heating up even more. "Don't you have work or something to do?"
He adjusted his tie, his expression becoming more serious. "I do. I have a flight to catch later. But first, I'll drop you off at the mall."
"The mall?" she echoed, surprised.
"Yes. I ordered some clothes for you earlier—they should be here shortly. You can't go in that," he said, nodding at the oversized shirt she was wearing.
Before Lixue could protest, a knock sounded at the door. Mo Ran walked over and retrieved the package from the waiting staff. He handed it to her with a smirk.
"Go change. I'll wait."
