Unbeknownst to herself, Ling Fei had drunk two extra glasses of wine.
Her face felt increasingly warm.
Moreover, throughout the evening, Song Tianmo had conducted himself with the utmost gentlemanly demeanor, but from time to time, he cast burning glances at her that made Ling Fei feel even hotter.
She fanned herself absentmindedly a couple of times.
But it was still hot.
And her heartbeat had also quickened considerably.
Midway through the meal, Ling Fei found an excuse to run to the restroom, and glancing in the mirror, she saw her normally fair and delicate face glowing red as if she were drunk.
No wonder she felt so hot!
Ling Fei washed her hands with cold water, then patted a bit onto her face, the cool sensation immediately refreshing her.
The restroom door was positioned right in front of the ventilation, and the breeze finally started to cool her face down. Having dried her face with a paper towel and touched up her light makeup, Ling Fei finally left the restroom.