As the wheelchair was pushed to the door, Mu Wenya suddenly remembered something and looked up at Liang Xiaoru, saying, "Go find me a looser outfit. I've been eating all the time and not exercising, so I've gained a lot of weight. This outfit isn't comfortable."

Liang Xiaoru nodded, not forgetting to flatter, "Miss is not fat at all, she has the most perfect devilish figure."

Mu Wenya smiled but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Xia Bingqing pulled Xia An over and said, "Sister Wanling, I'm afraid this girl won't know what kind of clothes you like to wear and will make a wasted trip. Let me go with her instead. Let my brother Xia An keep you company for a while."

"I can't accept this, you're a guest."

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll be right back."

After saying that, Xia Bingqing and Liang Xiaoru went to Mu Wenya's private dressing room.

The dressing room is the first room on the right side of this room, separated by Mu Wenya's private bathroom.

Upon entering the walk-in closet, Liang Xiaoru was dazzled by the countless clothes and jewelry before her, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. So many clothes, bags, and shoes, all designer brands, not only expensive but also hard to find. Moreover, many of them had never been worn, with the tags still attached.

Liang Xiaoru randomly picked a sign, and the prices on it were all things she could never afford.

She's a useless person now, it's such a waste to leave so many clothes here. It would be better to give her some value by letting her wear them.

She took a deep-V, fuchsia dress from the shelf and held it up against herself. She imagined herself wearing this dress, standing elegantly under the spotlight, with countless dignitaries casting ardent and eager glances at her.

With a "bang," the door to the walk-in closet was slammed shut.

Liang Xiaoru woke up from her dream, only then remembering that there was someone else in the room. She quickly hung up the clothes, pretending to help the young lady choose outfits, muttering to herself...

"Miss said she wanted something a bit loose, and I think this one is nice. The material is soft, and it's perfect for eating out or something."

The greed in her eyes did not escape Xia Bingqing's notice.

Having desires is a good thing. People with desires are easier to work with.

"These clothes, jewelry, and bags are all very beautiful. Some people could never afford them in their entire lives," Xia Bingqing said meaningfully.

“Miss Xia is right. Most people wouldn’t be convinced like that.” Liang Xiaoru looked somewhat defeated.

Even a fool could see how much she craved everything in the room.

Xia Bingqing took off the fuchsia dress and held it up against Liang Xiaoru. "This dress suits your figure very well; you'll look stunning in it."

"Miss Xia, I was wrong! I was just looking, I didn't have any ulterior motives!"

Liang Xiaoru was worried that Xia Bingqing would tell the young lady and young master about her recent lapse in composure, which would cost her her job. Terrified, she immediately wanted to kneel down before Xia Bingqing.

"Don't be afraid. Even if you have some wicked ideas, I won't tell anyone."

What's the meaning?

"Miss Xia, you mean... you won't..."

"Of course not. It's normal for people to have desires; it's a good thing. Desires are what motivate us to strive towards our goals and move forward, aren't they?"

Liang Xiaoru was completely bewildered and had no idea what her sister meant by saying those words.