The Scent of Han Chen
Han Chen slowed down and waited for Zhou Mo to catch up. It took less than ten minutes to walk from Dongjiang University Hospital to Century Garden.
Zhou Mo followed him closely, and Han Chen's cold aura made it difficult to find a topic to chat about.
As they entered the apartment, Han Chen changed his shoes and went to the second bedroom.
Zhou Mo watched his actions but didn't understand why he seemed upset.
She sat on the sofa and waited as Han Chen opened the cabinet in the second bedroom, took out clean bedsheets, and replaced the ones on the bed. He carefully smoothed the new sheets, making the bed look neat.
Zhou Mo stood there awkwardly.
"The bedsheets are clean; only my mom has used this room. You can find her nightwear in the cabinet. I'll go get your toiletries," Han Chen said.
Zhou Mo nodded slightly, feeling inexplicably meek.