Xia Yuxun had just returned home soon after school ended when she received the phone call.
She had been entangled by the children in her class teaching them Sanda for more than an hour before she could finally break away, exhausted and covered in sweat.
Those judgmental little boys had become even clingier since she began revealing her true self gradually.
Because her real appearance had already been exposed to Leng Sichen, she had no choice but to start gradually removing her makeup in front of others as well, claiming she used a prescription from an old traditional Chinese doctor to slowly cure the moles on her face.
At the moment, Xia Yuxun was lying in a bathtub sprinkled with freshly plucked rose petals, soaking in a bath.
As she was dozing off, the cell phone, which was placed along with her change of clothes, suddenly rang as if it was hurrying her to her death.
Xia Yuxun wiped her hand with a dry towel and picked up the phone.
