He Jinxia's eyes flickered, and she said with a smile, "I'll wait here for a bit. My face feels itchy; I'm afraid I may be having an allergic reaction. I'll check in the mirror first. You go ahead."
Ola looked at her with some concern. "Do you want me to stay with you?"
He Jinxia shook her head, urging her to go inside quickly.
Once she had gone in, He Jinxia scanned the surroundings, thinking about finding something to cover her cheek with.
She had already checked in the mirror and had seen there was no allergy; the itch was because a pimple had appeared on her chin.
Just then, a server pushed over a cart of items. On the top tier of the cart were various fruit platters, the second tier held bottles of wine, and on the third tier were—masks!
He Jinxia's eyes brightened. There was a masquerade party happening at the hotel!
Ten minutes later, a woman wearing a gold sequined mask, adorned with a single erect white feather at the corner of her eyes, emerged from another place.
