Fortunately, aside from those extravagant welcomes, nothing made her jaw drop anymore.
After enjoying the feast, Luo Qianqian merrily followed the maid into the bathroom at the end of the hallway, a journey that successfully made her jaw drop—who has a bathroom like something out of a Greek fairy tale? And with nude male sculptures, Luo Qianqian seriously contemplated running away. Glancing at the bathtub that could rival a swimming pool, the corners of her mouth twitched.
Was she really expected to bathe in such a tub? Wasn't she afraid of drowning?
"Miss Jin Yuee, please." After speaking, the maid thoughtfully closed the bathroom door. Luo Qianqian, facing a place that could compare to a royal bathroom, suddenly didn't know where to step first.
She sighed, realizing she was still too naïve when faced with this situation... Seeing the fresh clothes laid out on the white stone platform, she had no choice but to accept her fate.
