The maid holding a broom and cloth heard him calling and entered his room, pretending to clean while listening to his instructions.
"Aunt Wang, when you go in, check if there are any hairs on the two tables. If there are, pick them up, put them in these two plastic bags separately, and then bring them to me. Do it quickly."
"Got it, Young Master." Aunt Wang took the bag containing the specimens from his hand, tucked it into her pocket as if nothing was amiss, and walked out of the room, heading straight to the two rooms opposite.
"Is this person reliable? Wouldn't she go and snitch to your grandfather?" Yan Yajing asked.
"Reliable. She's been taking care of me like my mom since I was young. When I was little and mischievously broke vases and whatnot, she always helped cover it up for me. To this day, the old man still doesn't know that his antique was broken by me," Gao Dazhuo said.
