The curtains inside the room hung low, in a dark room without moonlight. One couldn't see the scene behind the curtains. However, the starlight of summer faintly revealed the clothes placed next to the corner cabinet outside the bed curtains through the sheer window.
Zheng Pengfei's gaze swept over the embroidered bustier, undergarments, and a woman's silk trousers, silently cursing Jiang Yifan and his cunning wife several times before gathering these items into his hands, holding them loosely.
Then he grabbed Old Grand Tutor Xing's middle garments and underpants, holding them along with the women's underwear, and started to retreat.
While retreating, those loosely draped clothes caught on the clothes rack by the door of the inner room. As the rack wobbled, it made a few muffled noises, which Zheng Pengfei hurriedly steadied.
