After waiting for quite a while, the smell of alcohol finally gradually receded. Chen Muxue first strained to observe her surroundings through the gaps, and after roughly confirming that there was no danger, she stealthily crawled out of the cabinet.
The door was wide open, as if they had decided that Chu Wuxin was no longer in the room and there was no need to close the door anymore, as if this was merely a golden cage for Chu Wuxin.
Chen Muxue looked at her dress, which was stained with a lot of black liquid, and thought it would be better to find some clean clothes first. She rummaged through the wardrobe in the inner room but couldn't find anything suitable for running or jumping; it was filled with flashy dresses, including several extremely sheer chiffon dresses. When would anyone wear those?
