Jiang Yitong came out after taking a shower and changed into her skirt and T-shirt. It wasn't that Lin Baici didn't have pajamas here, it's that Jiang Yitong didn't dare to wear them.
Otherwise, if mom asked,
how would I explain?
Should I say that Lin Baici and I played cards, and I can treat this place like my own home and roam around?
If I did, mom might just kick me out.
"Aren't you cold wearing something this thin?"
Lin Baici watched as Jiang Yitong dried her hair.
I must admit,
she looked a bit charming, a bit luxurious.
Just slightly unnatural,
too pretentious!
Actually, Jiang Yitong learned from online videos secretly to pretend to be a socialite, unlike Ji Xinyan, who focuses on spontaneity.
"Take a guess?"
Jiang Yitong turned back, raised an eyebrow at Lin Baici.
"Definitely cold!"
Even though Haijing hadn't cooled down much yet, a T-shirt wouldn't keep out the chill.
