Chapter 242: Chapter 242 What is She Doing Upstairs_1
“Miss Jian, the old master really likes you. Would you please stay with us tonight and spend some time chatting with the old master? He might feel better if he’s happy. Maybe he will recover from his illness.”
These words left Jian Yufei with mixed feelings.
Her grandfather had always treated her very well.
She nodded, “I will keep the old master company today, but I won’t stay overnight.”
Seeing her agreeing, the servant immediately beamed with joy, “Then you can go back at night, and we will arrange a driver to take you home. Miss Jian, please go and take a shower in the bathroom. We’ve kept all your clothes from before. I will go and get your clothes right away.”
With that, she opened the door to her former bedroom and gestured for her to go into the bathroom to take a shower.
Jian Yufei stood in the doorway without entering, “No need for a shower. Just bring me the clothes. I will change into them directly.”
“Rest assured, Miss Jian. The young master has moved back to his own villa and hasn’t been home recently. I think you should take a shower, your inner and outer pants are dirty.”
Jian Yufei was wearing two pairs of pants.
The inside pair was thin cotton long underwear and the outer pair was jeans. Half a bowl of pumpkin soup had spilled on her pants, the inner pair was indeed dirty.
The part of her thigh where the soup had spilled was sticky and needed to be cleaned.
“The old master wasn’t feeling well and wanted to have the pumpkin soup she makes, so he called her.”
“You said she’s upstairs?”
“Yes.”
A thoughtful look passed through Ruan Tianling’s eyes. He didn’t ask any more questions and walked towards the stairs.
He didn’t understand what she was doing upstairs but went straight back to their former bedroom.
He thought that perhaps she had come to retrieve something. But all her belongings had been handed over to the maid for disposal, so there was nothing of hers in the bedroom.
Upon opening the bedroom door, Ruan Tianling found the room to be empty.
The bedding on the luxurious bed was neatly arranged, with no signs of disturbance.
It seemed she hadn’t touched anything in the room.
As he walked in, wondering where she had gone, he noticed someone in the bathroom.
The bathroom door was made of intricately patterned glass. From the outside, you couldn’t see the person inside clearly, but you could see a vague silhouette.