Xiao Yu could see that Milo took his job seriously which made her happy. She did expect him to make some sort of excuse to come into the bathroom while she showered but it never happened. She was thankful that he was at least that much of a gentlemen, it didn't mean she trusted him yet. She needed to though. What was the point of working with Milo to recover the stolen artifact if she didn't trust him or learn to? She might as well just fight with Yi Long and take over the investigation herself. She unwrapped her towel and proceeded to dry her hair. It was still damp but manageable when she leaned over the couch off to the side of Milo, not even realizing that he might be thrown off by the scent of her shampoo or of her body wash. She smelled like the beach and the deep sea.<br/><br/><br/>"I bet you it's that secretary of his." She shook her head. "The only thing she's good for is--" She stooped and laughed. "Milo, I'm sorry. I have to be honest. The three of us, me him and her are going to somehow end up dragging you in the middle. I'll try my best not to drag you in. It's just a lot of bull shit and you're too cute to be in the middle of two children and me. If I had it my way, things would be more simple. Just you and me and not having to deal with them."<br/><br/><br/>She smiled at him and looked into his eyes. Her cheeks flushed. "So I'll be your escort just don't break anything okay? Chinese antiques are like Chinese women, fragile."<br/><br/><br/>Her front door suddenly opened. "Honey, what's taking you so---who is that?! Xiao Yu, ni zuo shenme?" (What are you doing?)<br/><br/><br/>She turned around and looked at him. "Ni ye zou shenme?" (What are you doing?)