Last ti, Ruan Tianling was able to find them because she had a tracking watch.
However, now she has nothing on her, unable to let Ruan Tianling locate her.
In other words, unless she finds a phone, she won’t be able to communicate with the outside world.
...
Jian Yufei slept honestly through the night.
Early the next morning, a maid ca to knock on the door and wake her up.
Jian Yufei got up and walked over to open the door—
"Miss Jian, the BOSS sent us to assist you in getting up." The maid said respectfully.
"No need, I can do it myself."
"This is the BOSS’s order, we must complete the task."
Jian Yufei noticed one of the maids holding so clothes in her hands and knew Nangong Xu wanted her to impersonate her mother again.
She was very displeased with this!
"It’s still unnecessary, I’ll do it myself."
Jian Yufei was about to close the door, when the maid held it open—
Her strength was quite strong, and despite Jian Yufei’s best efforts, she couldn’t close the door.
"What exactly do you want?!"
The maid remained respectful: "We must assist you in dressing."
Jian Yufei’s voice was icy: "I can handle washing and dressing myself; I’m not a three-year-old child!"
"The BOSS has ordered, Miss Jian, please don’t make it difficult for us."
"What if I insist on making it difficult for you?"
"Then we will have to offend you."
"Wait——"
Jian Yufei was afraid they might get forceful; after all, she was a prisoner now, not a real lady.
"Give the clothes, I’ll dress myself, alright?"
"This..."
"I’m not accustod to others watching dress."
The maid nodded, took the clothes and handed them to her.
"Alright then, Miss Jian, please do wear them."
Jian Yufei took them, said nothing, and directly closed the door and locked it.
She threw the clothes onto the bed, picked up a dress to look at.
The dress was still white, sleeveless, very princess-like.
Jian Yufei thought, how co the dresses her mother used to wear were all white.
Apparently, she really liked white dresses...
Of course, Jian Yufei wouldn’t wear this dress.
After washing, she found an ordinary dress in the wardrobe to change into, tying her hair into a simple ponytail with an elastic.
"Knock knock knock——"
"Miss Jian, are you ready?" the maid knocked and asked.
Jian Yufei opened the door, acting as if nothing happened: "I’m ready, let’s go."
The maid frowned: "Miss Jian, why didn’t you change into the dress we provided?"
Excuses, Jian Yufei had already thought of.
She said expressionlessly: "The dress is too girlish, I already have two children, it doesn’t suit ! I don’t like to pretend to be young!"
"Miss Jian is not even thirty, the dress suits you well."
Won these days, at twenty-seven or twenty-eight, indeed look quite young.
Jian Yufei naturally had good skin and a beautiful appearance; people might believe she was not even twenty-three.
Jian Yufei deliberately acted older, "That dress is for an eighteen-year-old girl; how could it suit ? Your perception is flawed."
"But..."
"Enough, I look fine like this, let’s go!"
As Jian Yufei took a step out, she was grabbed by the arm by a maid.
"Miss Jian, our apologies!"
Another maid stepped forward, grabbing her other arm.
Jian Yufei’s face turned cold: "What are you trying to do?!"
"Help you change clothes!"
The two maids exerted force together, dragging her back into the bedroom.
Jian Yufei struggled vigorously: "How dare you, let go of !"
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