Xie Qiyan's movements were incredibly gentle. At this moment, it was as if he were handling the most perfect, the most precious work of art.
If it weren't for the fact that they were at the Xie Mansion,
it might have been half an hour later when the two finally walked out of the bathroom.
At this moment, a knock came at the door.
"Come in," the man responded.
"Ah!"
Hearing the knock, with a gentle smile, he immediately wrapped the little lady securely in a bath towel.
"Young master, I've prepared the clothes you requested."
After bowing respectfully to Xie Qiyan and Yu Tingting, the housekeeper turned and left, closing the door behind her.
"What's this?"
Only after the housekeeper had left did the little woman finally reveal her delicate, beautiful face. Her eyes glimmered with a soft, watery sparkle, like shimmering starlight. She glanced at the clothes nearby—all the newest Chanel designs—then lifted her gaze to look tenderly at the man.
