The next day
At the crack of dawn, before the sun had fully risen, Chi Zaozao had already changed into her outfit.
Today, she wore a pure white off-the-shoulder cocktail dress. Standing in front of the dressing mirror, her figure was elegant and curvaceous, exuding a special charm and beauty.
She had even put on light makeup, with a touch of lipstick. Her petite face appeared radiant with a healthy blush, and her skin looked so delicate it seemed almost translucent.
Feeling that she was more or less ready, she grabbed her handbag, stepped into her high heels, and headed downstairs.
She made no effort to avoid anything and went straight to Ye Que's room.
Since it was still very early, Ye Que hadn't gotten up yet. Even if he had, with his physical discomfort, putting on pants would still be a bit difficult for him.
When Chi Zaozao pushed open the door and entered, Ye Que happened to be in the middle of putting on his pants.
