Rong Yan soaked herself in the hot water, and her tired body finally relaxed a little. She couldn't help but linger a bit longer in the warm bathtub.
After her bath, she washed her hair, used the hairdryer in the bathroom to dry it, tied it into a neat little bun, and washed her face. Her groggy head felt much lighter.
When she changed into new clothes and walked out of the bathroom, she found that more people had entered the room. The maid who had brought her clothes earlier was nowhere to be seen, replaced by several men.
"Finished with your bath?"
The man sitting in the center, who had spoken up to help her, asked gently.
The others stared at her with curious eyes, as if her presence was something miraculous.
Rong Yan moved forward and said nervously, "Thank you for helping me just now."
After cleaning up, her porcelain skin looked even more delicate, and her fair little face bore an even closer resemblance to someone.
