The night was heavy with shadows. Shen Rou sat before her vanity, the dim yellow light casting a glow upon her slightly pale face. She meticulously traced her eyebrows in the mirror, her fingertips gripping a charcoal pencil as she carefully etched out the curved arch.
Her eyes flickered in the reflection, her thoughts already drifting to tomorrow—the opportunity to stand before Fang Yuchen. She pressed her lips together and lightly dabbed rouge onto her cheeks, blending it into a faint flush as if to intentionally mask her inner restlessness and anticipation.
Footsteps sounded behind her. Xiao Liang appeared behind her at some point, his eyes staring gloomily at her back. He forced a flattering smile, reached out to rest his hands on her shoulders, and kneaded them with measured pressure.
Chapter 92