Zhuo Yifan looked at her with eyes as if he were a thief, wondering what this girl had to be so worried about?
Their families are so familiar, and this little girl pretty much grew up under his watch.
Does she really have such a lack of trust in him?
He gave her a bewildered look, "Okay, I'm leaving."
He walked out and gently closed the door behind him.
Only then did Gu Mingzhu breathe a sigh of relief; with Zhuo Dabao out of sight, the pressure felt significantly less.
She looked down briefly; the new pajamas must be Sister An's.
She's a bit shorter than Sister An, but wearing them shouldn't be a problem.
Gu Mingzhu tried to stand up, took the pajamas, and slowly and carefully moved to the bathroom.
Though her ankle still hurt, it was barely manageable to move as long as she didn't exert too much force.
Gu Mingzhu carefully undressed, noting the treated wound on her shoulder, which was still covered by gauze.
