Until Huoda left, the Filipino maid covered her mouth and chuckled; it's been a month, and she'd never seen the mister so frustrated.
The Filipino maid cleared her throat and said, "Miss Qu, it's me, I've brought you some clean clothes."
Hearing the maid's voice, Qu Qingwei finally let out a sigh of relief, wrapped in a towel, she cautiously opened the door.
The maid handed the shopping bag to Qu Qingwei and said, "Inside are pajamas and a robe. On the sofa outside, I've placed the clothes you'll wear tomorrow. After you've dressed, I'll help you with some food."
Qu Qingwei opened the shopping bag and saw a white nightgown, lace and chiffon, very beautiful, but not of the sexy, fragrant, or gaudy type.
Qu Qingwei pursed her lips and pushed the pajama away: "Take it, I don't wear other women's clothes."
