Endless Pampering Only For You

She could not help but say, “Please stop waiting for Miss. Miss just… left by the back gate. So, please change into this clean set of clothes; otherwise, you will really get sick.”

Hearing about Xiaoxiao’s whereabouts, Yin Shaojie then turned his gaze toward her.

“She went out?”

“Yeah.” Lisa nodded. Thinking that he would finally take the clothes from her, she extended her arm to hand the clothes over to him.

However, Yin Shaojie did not take it, but he turned around, opened the door to the car, and got in.

Lisa was rooted to the ground as she lowered her head, staring at the clothes in her hand, and she let out a sigh.

She could see that the young master cared a lot for the young lady. But why wouldn’t he take the clothes when she had clearly told him that it was the Miss who had instructed for the clothes to be passed to him.

Lisa was confounded as she thought about this while watching the limousine drive off from the entrance.

In the car.

The chauffeur looked worriedly at Yin Shaojie from the rear-view mirror, and he asked, “Young Master, should I take off my jacket for you to wear?”

“No need. Drive slower,” Yin Shaojie said, pulling out a slim laptop from a dark case behind him.

Folding his legs, he placed the laptop on his knee, and his slender fingers fluttered on the keyboard.

Very quickly, he gained access to the district’s surveillance system.

It was a district for the wealthy, and all those who lived in the area were the most powerful people in America, so the security was very tight with lots of cameras in every corner.

Usually, Yin Shaojie needed to spend some time before gaining access to such a secure surveillance system. However, he had only spent a few minutes to do it today since he was very anxious.

Though he was unfamiliar with the place and he did not know where the rear gate that the female helper had spoken of was, he would soon find out.

He gained access into America’s satellite and found the satellite imagery of this district. Then, according to the roads’ distribution, he deduced the location of the rear gate that Xiaoxiao had left from.

From the surveillance system, he extracted the surveillance video from the system’s back-end. After skipping forward in the video, he saw a scene that showed Xiaoxiao entering a car.

Just as they reached a crossroad, Yin Shaojie said to the chauffeur in a deep voice, “Turn right.”

The chauffeur quickly reacted to it, turning the steering wheel in time, pulling the car into the road on the right.

Yin Shaojie’s dark, ink-like eyes stared attentively at the map on the computer screen as the gears in his head turned to deduce Xiaoxiao’s location.

Where could she have gone to?

But, no matter where she went, she could not run away as the best part about living in this part of America was that there were surveillance cameras everywhere.

Yin Shaojie’s eyes reflected his deep thoughts and perseverance.

Silly girl, don’t think about running away from my sight!

…

The gray Bentley was driving along the road.

Mu Xiaoxiao was bored to death as she stared at the traffic outside, mulling over where she should be going. Then, she saw a huge shopping mall in front, and there were many big balloons floating above it. It looked like it had just newly opened.

She recalled that this shopping mall was indeed very new as it had still not been completed when she had gone back to China.

So this must have opened only recently?

To be able to open a business within a wealthy district must mean that the shopping mall was upper-grade, targeting the wealthy consumer crowd.

Looking at the advertisement board on its wall, one could tell that they would have stores from every big brand.

Seeing a few brands that she fancied, Mu Xiaoxiao grew interested, and she instructed the chauffeur to drive her there.

Whenever girls were unhappy, shopping was the best form of relief!

In the past when she had not understood this, every time her friends brought her out shopping, she would be left puzzled by how wild her friends would get while shopping.