C5 (2/2)
This mirror reflects the image of the mirror in front of the toilet.
Is Bai Zhongning on the other side of the wall behind him?
”Bai Zhongning?” Mu Yi Chu's voice was slightly trembling. He climbed out of the water. There was a trail of wet footprints on the ground. He walked step by step toward the cubicle.
He held on to the wall as he moved slowly, wary of the mirror. He dared not miss a second of the scene. But suddenly, Bai Zhongning who was in the mirror disappeared. Mu Yi Chu grabbed the wall and quickly looked at the cubicle.
A woman wearing a white bathrobe with a face mask was standing there. The woman met his gaze in the mirror.
”Is it done?” Do you want to come again? ” It was the qipao girl. She rubbed something on her hand while speaking frivolously.
She looked at Mu Yi, who had a pale face and a tense body, before looking at a particular spot.
”Your brother doesn't seem to have recovered yet. Is he planning on letting it go tonight?” She patted her face, adjusted the towel tied to her head, and said frivolously.
”When did you come in?” Mu Yi Chu's tone was ice-cold.
”What? I got a room, and I need to ask for your opinion when I go to the toilet?” The qipao lady opened her mouth and placed her hands on the sink.
”How long have you been there?” Mu Yi Chu asked again.
The qipao girl was stunned. Mu Yi Chu's temper came from nowhere, so she didn't know how to respond. I just washed my face and put it on. ”
Mu and Chu looked at her suspiciously.
The qipao girl turned around and looked at Mu Yi and Chu Yu in the mirror. ”What's wrong?” You miss your woman — Bai Zhongning? ”
Mu Yi Chu held his fist, smashed it against the wall, and asked while lowering his voice, ”Do you know Bai Zhongning?”
The qipao girl was obviously frightened and her voice was trembling. ”It was you – you called out just now.”
”Don't mention her if you don't know!” Mu Yi Chu saw how the Qipao girl had been frightened by him and steadied the fire.
The atmosphere was stifling. The qipao girl didn't want to talk to Mu Yi Chu anymore, so she planned to quietly head out.
”Wait a minute —” Mu Chu held onto the qipao girl's arm. ”Tear off your mask.”
The flag-robed woman's body trembled visibly. Mu Yi Chu used more strength in his grip.
”Tear it off.”
”On what basis?” The qipao girl had her back facing Mu Yichu as her voice trembled.