"Janice, are you outside?"
Chen Yang's face instantly turned very unpleasant.
Janice was probably the maid who had just been knocked out by Yang Jing.
She naturally couldn't respond to the woman inside the master bedroom now.
But if there was no response, the woman in the master bedroom might come out and call for her.
At that time, the chances of Chen Yang and Yang Jing being discovered would be much higher.
"Damn it, can't this pesky woman wait a few minutes before calling?"
After hesitating for two seconds, Chen Yang reached out his right hand, squeezed his throat, and mimicked a girl's voice with a genuine Lendon accent, answering, "I'm here!"
To be a maid for the Hoslied family, such prestigious lineage, one must have professional training.
They surely speak with an authentic London accent, without any other dialect.
Yang Jing almost laughed out loud when he heard this voice.
It's not often you hear the Southern Emperor make a girly voice.