Her face turned a deep red, "Close the wardrobe door, I need to get dressed."
"You'll wait for your brother to bear with it," he said, expressionless.
"Bear with what?" she instinctively asked.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she understood what it meant.
She turned her back to him, facing the inner wall of the wardrobe, "Go away."
Wen Yangzhi's voice, gentle as agarwood, came through, his firm knuckles knocking on the wardrobe door, "If you press down hard on a scale, will the numbers on it change?"
Yun Yuwan, her scalp tingling, "... No."
She expected him to spout more nonsense, but heard the sound of the wardrobe door closing instead. The sliding rail made a very soft sound, shutting steadily and quietly.
The wardrobe plunged into complete darkness.
She sighed in relief.
Though unexpected, she quickly pulled out her skirt, put it on, and stepped out of the wardrobe, only to find Wen Yangzhi gone.
