Aunt Sang searched all over Lin Zishuang's body but found nothing to prove her identity.
"Sister Hong, apart from the clothes on this girl that might be worth something, she doesn't have anything valuable."
"She must be from out of town. Once someone steps into my Charm Nightclub, no one gets out. Get everything ready, the shoot starts soon."
Aunt Sang instructed someone to give Lin Zishuang a bath. The person responsible was also a young girl, around eighteen or nineteen years old, named Xiaoqing.
When Xiaoqing saw Lin Zishuang's snow-like, jade-like skin, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Aunt Sang, this girl's skin is remarkably flawless, absolutely perfect."
Aunt Sang chuckled. "Exactly, and she's not even wearing makeup. She looks this good naturally. Once we give her a touch-up, she might look like a celestial beauty. Quickly, keep moving."
At that moment, Lin Zishuang, soaking in the bathtub, gradually regained consciousness.
