The soft morning light streamed through the massive glass windows, casting a gentle glow across the pristine guest room. Lin Yuxi stirred awake, her mind slowly registering the unfamiliar but luxurious surroundings. For a moment, she simply lay there, taking in the subtle scent of expensive linen and the distant hum of the city below.
Then—her gaze landed on the neat package placed just outside her door.
She sat up, rubbing her eyes before slipping out of bed. Her bare feet touched the cool marble floor as she padded toward the doorway. The bag was simple—no extravagant branding, no logos to flaunt wealth—but the material itself spoke of quiet luxury.
She carefully pulled out the contents and immediately felt her lips twitch.
A floral frock. Soft in color, delicate in design—undeniably suitable for a girl her age.
A sigh nearly escaped her lips, but she held it in. She had a role to play so, without much thought, she changed into it.
