Chapter 359 - Yun Xi Dresses LIke a Man (1/2)

After Yun Xi had started going up the mountain, Mu Feichi had asked the housekeeper to change the guest room on the first floor into a little room for her.

The clothes Ling Jing had sent over for her were all kept in the room. In order to make herself appear un.o.btrusive, Yun Xi had chosen a long black coat.

She also had on a pair of black ankle boots, black velvet trousers, and she put on a plaid scarf that she had dug up from somewhere to hide her slender neck and delicate-featured face.

Finally, she chose a black wool hat and tied up her hair in it. Trying to make herself look like a man, she needed to hide her hair under the hat.

After getting completely dressed, she looked at her disguise in the mirror with satisfaction and shrugged.

She wasn’t trying to be high maintenance, but with Mu Feichi’s current status in Jingdu, any woman close to him might become other people’s targets.

She didn’t want to become someone people threatened him with, nor did she want to be dragged into a mess again for no reason.

She still hadn’t finished avenging herself, hasn’t brought down the Han family, hasn’t made Han Yaotian and and Qiao Ximin’s lives a living h.e.l.l, and her mother hasn’t gotten what she deserved yet, so she can’t die just yet.

As someone who had already died once, she took the issues of life and death extremely seriously.

After changing her clothes and leaving the room, she caught the butler off guard with her all-black attire.

“Oh, Miss Yun, what are you…what are you up to?”

The butler looked at her dressed like a man with astonishment, then raised his eyes to look at Mu Feichi, who was coming down the stairs, also dressed all in

black.

However, he was used to seeing his young master dressed all in black. All the clothes in his closet were either black, green, white, or khaki. His closet wasn’t as colorful as that of Young Master Jiang.

These two people were dressed almost exactly alike. Where were they going?

Yun Xi smiled and answered the butler. “I’m going to Mr. Si’s house with Young Marshal Mu.”

As she said this, she raised her eyes to look at the man coming downstairs. He appeared intimidating and icy.

He was wearing a black wool coat with wide lapels, black trousers, short boots, and he also had a scarf around his neck.

Perhaps because he had the air of a n.o.ble, this outfit made his dignified figure even more eye-catching.

Compared to her tomboy disguise, the man in front of her appeared exactly like one who had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. She, meanwhile, looked like a phony.