"Really?" Liu Qingying's face lit up with joy. "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Gao Yang was puzzled.

"To be honest, I don't care whether your discussion went smoothly or not," Liu Qingying said, halting mid-sentence as she stood up from the hot spring with a "splash," prompting Gao Yang to quickly avert his gaze.

Unconcerned, Liu Qingying gracefully stepped out of the hot spring and wrapped herself in a luxurious silk bathrobe taken from a wooden rack beneath the cherry tree.