"Good boy!" Little Dengdeng acted like a little adult, pretending to pat Chenxi's head and messing up Chenxi's braids.
Wan Caiyue covered her mouth and laughed, "Our Dengdeng is becoming more and more like a big brother."
However, Chushuang couldn't laugh. She had a vague sense of unease. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she whispered, "Stay inside the room, don't go out!"
She took out a bamboo flute and played it softly at her lips.
She needed to set up a barrier, a hallucinatory one at that, to see how that person would break into the room.
The door was wide open, and Wan Caiyue saw a drenched, coarse maid walk in with a ferocious expression. Based on her years of experience in danger, she immediately knew this little maid was not a real maid and certainly had issues.
How would a perfectly fine maid end up wet and run into the owner's yard?
Moreover, this maid was wearing rough clothes from the laundry workshop, which were not supposed to be here at all.
