The man pinched his brow and made a call to have his assistant bring over a set of clothes.
The assistant followed his boss's instructions, placing the clothes at the door, then rang the bell and left.
Just like before, Xia Yuxun first locked him to the bed and then went to change clothes.
As she changed, she muttered to herself, not expecting Tang Jue to suddenly be so agreeable...
Well, maybe not so much agreeable as having no other choice but to comply.
After a rustling sound, Xia Yuxun quickly finished changing. "I'm done changing."
The man temporarily handcuffed to the bed turned his wheelchair to face her, his gaze sweeping over her, relatively satisfied.
The girl was wearing a floral long-sleeve dress with a hemline that went past her knees, the most distinctive feature being its wide ruffled cuffs.
At first, Xia Yuxun didn't notice anything special about the dress until she handcuffed herself and understood the deeper meaning of it.
