Lai Jiajia and Luo Meng'er gasped, their hands covering their mouths.
They had thought Leng Yu Yan wanted to see them, and that Mi Xinmei had merely arrived earlier than them, not expecting it to be about this.
Leng Yuqing laughed coldly, "How many times have I said, when one sweats and bathes, naturally one has to disrobe. I want to ask you, how did you enter my bedroom?"
Mi Xinmei, who had been standing for too long, was now squatting with her legs beginning to tingle. She tried to feign a fragile and easily bullied demeanor, and collapsed to the floor, her voice trembling, "I also said I went to the wrong courtyard."
Leng Yu Yan picked up a clean peach, gently stroking it, her voice indifferent, "Which courtyard were you originally going to?"
