At this time, someone knocked lightly outside, and then heard a kind voice: "Miss An, are you awake?"
An Xia was startled and didn't know how to respond. What if she replied that she was awake and this person pushed the door open and came in? She had nothing on her body, and even if she was covered with a quilt, she wouldn't be able to pass the psychological test.
He quickly lay back on the bed and covered his head to hide.
Then she heard the doorknob turning and soft footsteps.
She was so nervous that her heart rose to her throat, and she was really worried that the person would lift the quilt to see if she woke up. After a while, she heard the sound of the doorknob turning again, and the door closed gently.
She sat up again and found a new set of clothes on the bedside table, with underwear on top. She was surprised. When she picked up the underwear and looked at it, her face suddenly felt hot.
Not only the underwear, but also the clothes were all in her size. It was obvious that the person who prepared these clothes knew her measurements very well.
She really wanted to cover her head and hide again. She missed SHI so much. She was not a fool. She could almost guess that the person in her dream last night must be the person who prepared these clothes.
Chanel's knee-length dress was in the color of champagne. It was elegant and had a feminine charm. After An Xia put it on, she found that the collar and sleeves were made of transparent yarn, which perfectly covered the traces of love.
The girl in the mirror is charming and elegant, like a blooming white lotus, with an innate coolness and pride.
When she walked out of the room, Sister Ju was stunned. She was such a beautiful girl, even more beautiful than the young emperor's fiancée. Especially her eyes, which were so pure without any impurities that people couldn't help but like her when they saw her.
"Miss An, please sit down first. I prepared food for you. I thought you would wake up at noon. You are already cold now. Now go and heat it up."
The enthusiastic Sister Ju made An Xia a little shy. She blushed and said, "Thank you."
Just as I was about to ask Sister Ju what this place was and what its name was, Sister Ju had already entered the kitchen.
She could only stand there with some restraint, looking at the house.
European-style villas do not have the kind of luxurious and gorgeous decoration, but are very elegant and tasteful.
What surprised her was that the walls were covered with photos of the same woman. She was an extremely beautiful woman. She was so beautiful that it couldn't be described in words. It made your eyes light up and you couldn't help but be addicted to that kind of beauty.
Various forms of photos are hung on the wall, with large photo frames, different backgrounds, and different clothes, but they all express the same beauty.
There is something familiar between her eyebrows, exuding extreme gentleness, and her eyes are like a bright silver moon. Even in the photo, you can feel her radiance and stunning temperament.
Sister Ju was holding the food and said softly behind her back: "This is our wife, isn't she beautiful?"
An Xia praised: "She is very beautiful and stunning. Can I pay her a visit?"
Sister Ju's smile dimmed, "My wife is no longer alive."
An Xia said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
Sister Ju smiled kindly: "It doesn't matter. Our wife is a very kind woman. She looks very similar to our young master, right? Both mother and son have the same beauty."
An Xia was about to ask who your young master is, but Sister Ju had already said, "Miss An, come over and eat. You have slept all day, so you must be hungry."
Smelling the fragrant food, An Xia saw that it was home-cooked side dishes and hot soup, and her stomach growled a few times.
So he followed him without any courtesy and went to the dining room to eat.