Inside the room, sandalwood incense faintly lingered.
Wang Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in white, like a winter plum in the snow—pure and unblemished.
"Young Master, the ladies have arrived!"
"Hmm."
Wang Xiu turned slowly, a faint smile on his face.
The group of women who had been called in were instantly smitten, unable to suppress their gasps of amazement. Everyone said this Young Master Wang was peerlessly handsome, and the rumors were indeed true.
Wang Xiu looked at them and said calmly, "Ladies, please be seated."
Once everyone had taken a seat, he continued, "Do you know why, out of so many people outside, I chose you specifically?"
The women exchanged glances.
One of them suddenly spoke up, "Could it be because of our looks?"
Another woman puffed out her magnificent chest. "I think our figures could also be a reason!"
A tall woman subtly tugged at her skirt, revealing half of a jade-like leg. "I think it might be because my legs are long..."
