Xiaoxiao, after much pondering, had finally come up with what she believed to be a viable idea. The only question was whether she could stall the madam of the brothel long enough to execute her plan. She had no choice but to try.
She said to the two maids, "Thank you, I'll wash by myself."
Seeing that Xiaoxiao seemed not as dejected as before and appeared to have come to terms with her situation, the maids agreed, "Miss, these are the clothes you will wear later."
"Okay."
After her bath, Xiaoxiao put on the clothes that the madam had prepared for her. The clothes were decent and not revealing; she could completely accept them.
As she walked out from behind the screen that had shielded her during the bath, the two maids were dumbstruck, "Miss, you..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing," the maids said, although one of them ran off to find the madam straight away.
