Of course, there was a faint scent of rose petals as well. Su Xuan saw that there were several women in the room, each with a different charm: some looking very refined, some quite capable, some dressed ethereally, while others, like Lin Miaofeng, carried an air of heroism.
The one thing they all had in common was their beauty. Su Xuan roughly estimated that, including Lin Miaofeng, there were thirteen women in the room, along with another woman on the bed whose face couldn't be seen. She lay elegantly, seemingly wearing a veil, and Su Xuan sensed that she must be their boss.
Upon entering, Su Xuan felt somewhat embarrassed; after all, it seemed to exclusively be women inside, which indeed appeared a bit tricky.
"Mr. Su, who has recently been quite the talk of the town, Mr. Su, today my little sister boldly invites you for a drink. If there's any offense, please don't take it to heart!"
