"Xiao Xiu, are you done?"
Pei Ye opened the bathroom door. A young woman stood outside, wearing a flowing white dress. Her pretty face was flushed with an unhealthy redness.
Liu Yexian. She certainly looked as ethereal as a fairy. Her looks weren't top-tier, but her aura was pristine, and her eyes were crystal clear. According to the book where Liu Yexian was the female lead, she was the textbook definition of someone soft on the outside but tough on the inside—a woman who appeared frail but was actually remarkably strong. Pei Ye hadn't interacted deeply with Liu Yexian, so she reserved her judgment, but the woman's aura definitely made it easy to win people's favor.
"Sorry, my stomach hurt so much that I stayed in a bit longer," Pei Ye said.
Liu Yexian furrowed her delicate brows. "Those diet plums are just soaked in senna leaves. Eating too many of them will really ruin your stomach."
