Chapter 401

Seeing this, Anne did not continue to say anything.

Time quickly arrived at night.

In the guest room.

Anne stood before the vanity mirror, meticulously grooming herself, then opened her suitcase and took out a daringly styled nightgown from a hidden compartment.

The nightgown was made of thin, sheer material, almost transparent, especially so under the lights.

Beyond the material, the style of the nightgown was also different from ordinary dresses; it had many openings where there shouldn't be, and was adorned with lace trim.

Anne picked up the nightgown and looked at it, her face instantly flushing; this was her first time encountering this type of clothing.

Subconsciously, she wanted to stuff the nightgown back into the suitcase and find an opportunity to quietly dispose of it.

However, once she thought of the White Widow, Anne persisted, then gritted her teeth and put it on.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Anne's pretty face was flushed.

She then took a deep breath, opened the bedroom door, first poked her head out to check that there was no one in the corridor, and only then walked out, heading toward the direction of Ni Yongyao's room.

The guest room where Anne was staying was not far from Ni Yongyao's room; it was just around a corner.

Arriving at the door, Anne took another deep breath and was just about to knock on the door when her ears suddenly twitched, and she heard some faint movements.

"Damn Mao Xiong woman!"

Anne gritted her teeth, her eyes practically spitting fire.

She hadn't expected that after she had spent so long meticulously grooming herself, she would be beaten to the punch by the White Widow.

Anne couldn't even bother to knock on the door; she directly turned the doorknob, pushed the door open a crack, and saw the situation inside—it was exactly as she had imagined.

Anne bit her lip tightly with her pearly white teeth.

And just as Anne intended to leave first and come back an hour later, she saw the White Widow turn her head and give her a triumphant look.

Anne was thoroughly enraged by this look; no matter what, she could not endure being provoked by the White Widow.

……

The next day.

Kong Sang and Ya Zi knocked on the bedroom door and entered Ni Yongyao's bedroom carrying washing utensils.

Seeing the mess inside, both of them had helpless expressions on their faces.

Ni Yongyao was leaning against the headboard, holding a cigar between his fingers, enjoying the first tobacco of the morning.

"Mr. Ni, breakfast is ready."

Kong Sang said after serving Ni Yongyao as he finished washing up.

Ni Yongyao nodded, walked to the bedside, and woke up Anne and the White Widow.

"Wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Ni Yongyao said.

Both of them reacted somewhat sluggishly, but when they came to their senses and saw the other, they immediately became alert.

"Don't just stand there, go to the dining room."

Ni Yongyao said.

Dining room.

The three of them sat together.

Anne and the White Widow were both somewhat embarrassed, focusing on the food in front of them, not saying a word.

After the two of them woke up, they recalled what had happened last night; the more they thought about it, the more embarrassed they felt, wishing they could immediately suffer from amnesia.

"What, yesterday you were still inseparable, and now you're strangers again?"

Seeing this, Ni Yongyao said unhurriedly.

"Mr. Ni, please, don't say anymore."

Anne said with a red face, her head hanging down to her chest.

The White Widow was slightly better off than Anne, but not by much.

Recalling the madness of last night, even with their level of composure, it was extremely awkward.

The White Widow regretted it immensely; had she known what would happen later, she shouldn't have provoked Anne, and now it had resulted in everyone losing face.

PS: The new book is setting sail, I humbly beg the masters to cast some flowers, evaluation tickets, and monthly tickets!..

Even a single flower, a single evaluation ticket, or a single monthly ticket will do.... ===== CHAPTER 403 =====