Since they were already here, there was no need to text back.
Chu Yao set her phone down, leaving it to charge, and walked out of the room.
As Chu Yao opened her bedroom door and was about to speak, she saw He Qiao and Shan Wei staring at her with odd expressions. Chu Yao froze for a moment. He Qiao gave her a quick wink, but Chu Yao had no idea what she was trying to signal.
But it didn't take long for Chu Yao to see what Shan Wei was holding.
A set of gray and white pajamas.
Awkwardness filled the air. Shan Wei was dressed in a silver, off-the-shoulder top and a black, form-fitting miniskirt, her hair swept up in an elegant updo. She already exuded the full-on aura of a powerhouse, and now she was fixing Chu Yao with a piercing gaze.
Chu Yao felt the pressure mounting.
'How could I not have noticed the pajamas on the sofa earlier?'
'Someone is so infuriating! Couldn't he have put away something as personal as his pajamas?'
