Bing Shi flashed a small smile as she retouched her lipstick, seemingly unfazed by Guan Fei's judgmental glance. If she had heard Guan Fei's thoughts, she would have felt a pang of sadness. Makeup and fashion was her passion and Xuan Mu appreciated her beauty, both natural and enhanced.
Lucky for Bing Shi, she couldn't read minds.
As Guan Fei turned to leave the bathroom, she paused briefly to glance at Bing Shi's bruised hand. "I'm in a hurry, so if you would excuse me," she said in a dismissive tone. 'Ah, so she's the damsel in distress that Xuan Mu had to rescue.' Her thoughts dripped with scorn.
Her father mentioned that Xuan Mu also had to save Bing Shi from a stalker. 'Typical, putting on an innocent act to win sympathy. Is that what Xuan Mu likes, weak and helpless girls?'