Ye Jiajia's clothes had not yet been retrieved from the dry cleaners, so she had no choice but to stay responsibly in the bedroom.
Aunt Zhou walked in from the door, looking as if she quite liked her, her gaze falling on her seemed to contain appreciation.
"Miss Ye, would you prefer flower tea, coffee, or fruit juice?" Aunt Zhou asked earnestly.
Ye Jiajia felt a little embarrassed, after all, she was not dressed formally. She had no choice but to grab a blanket to cover herself and sat on the sofa.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhou, I'm not thirsty, no drink." She covered herself properly, tucked her loose hair behind her ear, "Aunt Zhou, you can get on with your work."
"Alright, Miss Ye, if you need anything, just call out from the door, I'll hear you."
"Right, thank you!"
After Aunt Zhou left, Ye Jiajia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at her poor dress, she was really embarrassing.
But remembering the way Gu Xu had protected her when Chen Jingzi was present.
