"Greeted between rows?"
Chen Yuan remained silent, feeling that something was slightly off.
Even if he were to be greeted in such a manner, he couldn't possibly repay her with meticulous diligence.
"Creak."
He pushed open the door, slowly entered, then turned and closed the door behind him.
Illuminated by the candlelight, Chen Yuan could see Shen Yanshu wearing slightly breezy clothes, her silhouette sparkling and undulating...
Noticing Chen Yuan staring at a certain part of her body, Shen Yanshu's face momentarily blushed before she quickly tightened her clothes and said,
"Brother Chen, do you still need to wear that mask in front of people?"
She stared intently at the black ghostly mask on Chen Yuan's face.
"Heh heh, now that you know everything, there's no point in hiding anything..." Chen Yuan chuckled, reached up, and removed the mask, revealing a handsome face.
With a high nose bridge, deep eyes, thin lips, and eyebrows like swords that added to his heroic bearing.