Lu Qing was standing right in front of her, dressed in a sharp black suit. His features were refined, but his contours exuded a sharp intensity. His gaze swept over her briefly, sending a shiver down her spine. She quickly stood up.
It was then that she realized she wasn't wearing any shoes, standing barefoot on the cold marble floor. The chill made her tremble slightly.
Unable to hold back, she let out a soft hiss.
Lu Qing's gaze fell on her bare feet. They were small, her toenails a soft pink. Slightly uneasy, she shifted them.
In that instant, Lu Qing's heart thudded. He couldn't pull his gaze away from her feet.
Lanni brought over a pair of shoes and an evening gown, chuckling as he said, "This red backless dress will suit you perfectly. Go and change."
Qin Miaomiao went inside to change, and Lanni teased Lu Qing:
"This girl isn't bad. Has Young Master Lu recently developed a taste for something new?"
