The maid tilted her head, looking bewildered.
When she saw the anxious look on her face, she nodded.
Perhaps she was asking who gave her the clothes.
So the maid pointed to the tall figure outside the villa.
The clothes were, of course, prepared for her by the master.
Lu Wanwan's legs gave way, and she collapsed into the chair.
Was it really Xiao Ye who changed her clothes?
What exactly happened last night?
She bit her lips tightly, sitting in front of the dining table, her face pale.
The maid babbled on about something unknown, said a lot, and finally saw her dazed look, shook her head, tidied up the items on the table, and left.
Lu Wanwan was ice-cold all over, she wanted to cry but couldn't.
Her gaze like knives, hatefully stared at that back, longing to tear him apart.
Whenever she touched her own skin, she felt dirty!
"How long do you plan to sit here?" Xiao Ye asked when he came in, seeing her looking lost, still sitting in the same place.
