Her hair was naturally soft and smooth, cascading down her shoulders, and she wore a cotton T-shirt and faded jeans.
The wardrobe was filled with countless luxurious and expensive dresses, yet she only chose a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. This choice, however, matched her identity. But now, he was going to take her back to the castle to meet his grandfather. How could she dress so informally? He didn't want his family to think poorly of him.
Just then, his phone rang again. He walked to the wardrobe and personally selected a white dress, throwing it into her arms. "Without my orders, you are not to leave the villa even a step." Then he left the villa without saying more.
After changing into the dress, she sat on a chair and waited for half an hour, but Beitang Yao never appeared. Sleepiness took over her as she sat longer, and she eventually fell asleep on the table.
