"Hey, Miss An..." Liang Youxu wanted to stop her, but was too late.
"Ning Zihan! Ning Zihan! Look at these clothes the housekeeper found for to change into, it’s just a pile of junk!" An Baobei burst into Ning Zihan’s room and dumped the pile of clothes she was holding onto Ning Zihan’s bed.
Ning Zihan had no choice but to open his eyes again; hearing An Baobei’s voice made his head start to ache.
He gave Liang Youxu a look, and after seeing Liang Youxu leave, even closing the door for him, he stood up, rubbing his aching temples, and asked mildly while looking at the pile of clothes, "The clothes seem fine, how are they junk?"
"How are they fine? Look, I couldn’t even find a pair of pants in there."
"...The housekeeper prepared skirts for you."
"But aren’t these skirts too short? If I wear them, a lot of my legs will show."
"They should be just above the knee. Here, there are even shorter ones called mini-skirts. Didn’t I tell you before, this is modern tis, much more open than your ancient tis."
At this mont, Ning Zihan’s head really hurt. He had lived twenty-seven years, and never had he talked as much as he did today.
"But isn’t this too open...?" An Baobei couldn’t believe it, "Look at this skirt, so short; look at this top, no sleeves. Right, what are these round things? There are quite a few of them. I just asked the housekeeper, and he blushed and stamred without telling what they were."
Looking at the bra in An Baobei’s hand, Ning Zihan: "..."
Ning Zihan didn’t say anything, silently took his phone from the bedside table, and searched online for a picture of a woman in a swimsuit to show An Baobei.
An Baobei didn’t know what the black thing with displays in Ning Zihan’s hand was, but before she could ask, Ning Zihan was already showing her, so she instinctively looked at the phone screen and saw a woman in a swimsuit. She instantly realized where those round things were supposed to go, and her face turned bright red.
No wonder she couldn’t find a dudou in the pile of clothes; it turns out this thing is the modern dudou...
Ning Zihan spoke up: "If there’s anything else you want to ask, just ask now. I have to get up early for work tomorrow."
Although he’s the president and doesn’t need to clock in, he still prefers to wake up early for work.
An Baobei still felt embarrassed, so her voice was very small: "Anyway, I won’t wear these that show arms and legs."
"Then just ask the housekeeper to prepare long-sleeved tops and long pants for you, so you won’t have to expose your arms and legs." After a pause, he added, "If you’re not sure how to wear them, just search online for pictures. You don’t need soone to teach you, you’ll figure it out."
An Baobei’s face was still very red, and her voice remained small: "What do you an by... online?"
"You can use a phone or a computer."
"What’s a phone or computer? The housekeeper did ntion a TV earlier, and I saw there were people on it."
Knowing that An Baobei was convinced she was from ancient tis, it’s natural she wouldn’t know what a phone or computer is, and Ning Zihan wasn’t surprised, just a bit annoyed.
"Can you ask tomorrow? Let sleep today."
"But I need to get dressed later."
That’s true...
Ning Zihan paused, then said, "Just have the housekeeper prepare long-sleeved tops and long pants for you, including long pajamas, so you won’t complain about exposure and refuse to wear them."
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