Chapter 773 Played it all, what else can you do (1)_1

Ye Yang glanced at the time, telling her, "Ten past ten."

"What time???" She widened her eyes, barely believing what she had heard.

But looking at the bright light in the room, it certainly didn’t seem like it was too early.

Ye Yang paused. Realizing she probably needed to rush, he repeated, "Ten past ten, oh, eleven past."

Song Jiaqi was dumbfounded. Hearing this, she suddenly stood up. The blanket slid off her body, her eyes unfocused, blankly staring into space.

"Ahem!" Ye Yang cleared his throat, turning his head away, "Your clothes."

Only then did Song Jiaqi hear what he’d said. She glanced down, and with a shock picked up the blanket, covering herself. Her eyes darted around the room while she tried to piece everything together.

"You arrived only wearing a dressing gown from the hotel. Your clothes must be in your own room."

"Clothes..."

That’s right, her clothes were still in Mr. Yang’s room, but even if she got them back, she couldn’t wear them. They were covered in blood stains.

"In a rush?"

Today was the last stage of the selection process. If she didn’t show up, it meant automatic disqualification. She had trained so long, suffered so much, all for today, but...

Everything was over.

Thinking of this, Song Jiaqi collapsed back onto the seat. She pulled the blanket over herself, her nose starting to sting.

"Such an important day... but it’s all over now..."

"What time are you done?"

"Huh?" Song Jiaqi responded to his words, lifting her head, blankly replying, "It starts at ten, as for when it finishes, it depends on the company’s arrangements..."

From West City Hotel to SA Company, even without traffic, it would take half an hour. And she still needed to sort out her clothing issue, how could she possibly make it in time?

"Which company?"

"S...S...A...Company..." Although she had no idea what he was planning to do, she still answered obediently.

"Go freshen up."

"What?"

Ye Yang stood up, "If you take a shortcut and drive fast, it should be around twenty minutes to get to SA Company. You go freshen up and I’ll sort out the clothes for you."

Song Jiaqi felt as though she’d received a tremendous favor. She was incredibly taken aback, "You... you want to help me?"

Seriously?

What was their relationship—oh wait, even if they were in a ’one-night stand’ type of relationship, she still felt somewhat surprisingly cherished hearing Ye Yang say this.

Ye Yang made a call, "Hey, Andy, help me buy a set of small size women’s clothes—anything that’s decent enough to wear out is fine. Comfortable shoes, size 36 or 37, and also underwear—what size do you wear?"

The last sentence was directed at Song Jiaqi.

Song Jiaqi was still feeling bewildered. Just as she was about to answer with her size, Ye Yang’s gaze swept over her and turned back to the phone, "34B then."

Her round, dark eyes widened to their fullest in shock.

Wait...how did he know her size? Did he measure her with a ruler or something?

"Womanizer..." Song Jiaqi muttered to herself. It was the only possibility she could think of. Otherwise...possibly last night... um...

She suddenly felt a warmth spreading across her cheeks—they were burning.

"Aren’t you leaving?" Ye Yang urged her again.

"Ah... Oh!" she rushed into the bathroom, clutching the blanket, temporarily threw on the bathrobe from the room.

After freshening up, Song Jiaqi decided to stay in the bathroom, waiting, afraid that it would be awkward bumping into Ye Yang.

"Ding dong—" Someone had arrived.