As soon as Wang Ma saw her, she quickly smiled and said, "Miss Yun, these are the clothes Mr. Yan ordered to be delivered to you last night."
Yun Qiluo glanced at her loose white pajamas.
She didn't feel there was any problem at all.
She casually waved her small hand: "Wang Ma, tell the beautiful woman it's not necessary, I'm fine wearing these."
Wang Ma immediately felt troubled: "But Miss, these are Mr. Yan's wishes..."
Besides, which girl doesn't like new clothes?
Why does Miss Yun not seem very excited? Why is her first thought to return them?
"Don't I already have a lot of clothes?" Yun Qiluo furrowed her small brows and hesitantly said, "Last time, you clearly showed me, there were a lot of new clothes."
Wang Ma: "..."
Looking at the young girl's innocent and naive appearance, she felt embarrassed to tell her that what she saw were actually the maid's uniforms stocked in the villa's storage.
Thinking of this, Wang Ma couldn't help but feel a bit sorrowful.
