"Are you Tang Shu?"
The woman's voice was silky soft and melodious, laced with a hint of seduction that made one's heart quiver uncontrollably.
Tang Shu lifted her head to look at the speaker and met a stunning, alluring face. The exquisite figure was showcased to perfection by the curves of a cheongsam, complemented by the woman's fiery red lips.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes adding a depth reflecting years gone by. Far from making her seem aged, these marks of time emitted a thrilling allure.
This was a person with a story.
"I am Tang Shu."
The other woman chuckled lightly, an expression of amusement in her gaze as she looked Tang Shu over for a long while, then tilted her chin towards the interior with a gesture.
"Could you move over there?"