Just as Mu Xia’s thoughts were racing, a knock came at the bathroom door. It was the young assistant. “Miss Shanshan, I have your clothes.”
Relieved it wasn’t Ye Sijue, Mu Xia let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She cracked the door open just enough to take the bag from the assistant, then quickly changed.
A few moments later, the assistant heard a soft click as the bathroom door
















