CLEAN CLOTHES, CLEAN BRAIN

He was certain that the voice he heard just now belonged to Ma Qiao. Zhu Ge and Ma Qiao's voices were very different from each other. Zhu Ge's voice was deep, while Ma Qiao's voice was crisp and light.

Even if he had just woken up from his sleep, Bai Chen was sure that the one who shouted while he was still on the bed was the older servant. He was very sure about it, and that was why he looked surprised when he saw Zhu Ge instead of Ma Qiao.

And the thing that surprised him the most was the man's appearance. He remembered that yesterday he asked Zhu Ge to talk to Ma Qiao so that the older servant could prepare some clothes for him, but the man didn't seem to care about his clothes at all.

Zhu Ge could even proudly say that he would still look handsome without good clothes, and Bai Chen thought that the man would still be wearing his dirty clothes from yesterday, but he was wrong.