When they finally arrived, Cuiyu glanced at Xia Lian, her eyes subtly hinting for her to leave. But Xia Lian didn't seem to notice at all. Instead, she walked right to a flat rock near the water and sat down casually, swinging her legs as if she planned to stay.
Cuiyu's face flushed with anger. She had never encountered anyone so oblivious—or so shameless.
Meanwhile, Mei Liang turned her head slightly, her gaze cold and composed. "I wish to take a bath," she said, her tone icy and commanding. "Please leave. I don't like being watched."
Her words were calm, but the authority behind them made even the air around them feel colder.
Hearing Mei Liang's words, Xia Lian finally realized why Cuiyu, Mei Liang's maidservant, had been giving her such strange looks. They had been waiting for her to excuse herself—yet she hadn't noticed the hint.
