After changing her clothes, Ling Chuxia stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking to see if her appearance was dignified. She looked left and right, noticing a purplish bruise on her neck. It was a mark left by Shi Che in a moment of anger that night, and even after two days, it hadn't faded in the slightest—a testament to how forcefully Shi Che had acted.
Ling Chuxia pursed her lips, a flicker of gloom passing through her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She turned around, opened a drawer of her dressing table, and took out a silk scarf. She carefully wrapped it around her neck, effectively concealing the bruise. After adjusting her outfit one more time in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and left the house.
Old Chen, the chauffeur of the old mansion, was already waiting at the door. Seeing Ling Chuxia coming out, he promptly bowed respectfully and said, "Young Madam."
