No, it wasn't just her face that had turned crimson. Her entire body was already flushing like a cooked lobster.
As the mist cleared, Chow's overbearing figure appeared at the door.
He didn't stop at the door. He entered the bathroom as the door clicked shut behind him.
Because of the backlight, Vivian couldn't quite see the expression on Chow's face. However, as she saw him slowly make his way towards her, she suddenly felt like stalked prey.
"Brother Chow, I'm taking a bath. Can you please go out?" Vivian's voice was so low that it was barely heard above the trickling sound of the water.
Nonetheless, it was clear that Chow had heard everything she said because he lowered his head with a silent chuckle.
He took off his coat, threw it aside, and continued walking towards the bathtub.
