The next day.
Around three in the afternoon.
Gu Tong had just digested the secret code and sign language provided by Li Yan.
At the door, there was a series of knocks.
Gu Tong slightly frowned and took a few steps to the door.
She opened the door, and the servant stood there respectfully, saying, "The Zhao Family's old madam is hosting a banquet tomorrow night and has invited us. The madam considered that the young madam didn't bring a dress, so she arranged for you to go with Miss Biao to pick one out."
This statement sounded more like a command, blocking any words of refusal from Gu Tong.
Gu Tong let out a faint smile and said, "Madam Number Two, just make the decision; aren't all the dresses the same?"
The situation had developed to this point. If one didn't realize this was a scheme, Gu Tong would have lived in vain. Choosing a dress was nothing more than an excuse; as for the real purpose, it still needed careful consideration.
