Chapter 13_1

"Are you complaining again that I don't care about you?"

As soon as Ao Chi finished his sentence, Tong Yafu was immediately choked up and couldn't speak. Although she had no feelings for him, she was more than happy to have the house to herself when he didn't come back, enjoying her freedom. Where was there any complaint? And she thought to herself... which eye of yours saw me complaining?

Tong Yafu mournfully thought to herself, trying to force a smile and looking at Ao Chi with a laugh, attempting to gloss over everything with her smile.

"You have one hour to clean the house, or else..." Ao Chi, ignoring Yafu's smile, coldly commanded and turned, his tall figure striding into the bathroom.

Tong Yafu was slightly stunned, too quick to think, and she hurriedly began tidying up the room. First, she opened the windows to ventilate, then grabbed a rag and mop to start wiping and cleaning all over.

Ao Chi leisurely took a hot shower, wrapping a bath towel around his lower half before stepping out. He saw Tong Yafu obediently mopping the floor and a trace of a smile crept onto his brows.

Tong Yafu looked up at the man who had just showered, his face the picture of comfort, and at his bare chest. Her face turned slightly red, the corners of her mouth twitched, then her face darkened, and anger surged upwards. She walked over to Ao Chi, raising her hand to toss the mop and rag in her hand onto him.

"Now you clean, I'm going to take a shower," Tong Yafu said through clenched teeth, snorted coldly, and quickly walked straight into the bathroom.

This is too much, why should he comfortably shower while she has to toil away cleaning? She's not doing it anymore...

Ao Chi took the mop in his hand, removed the rag lying on his bare chest, his face growing darker. He turned his head to watch the woman slam the door with a bang—his fists clenched tightly, making a grinding sound.

But in that instant, his face darkened again, a wave of annoyance flashing across it.

Damn it... what on earth did he take today, inexplicably pulling her home? Hadn't he always loathed this woman? Why interfere with her affairs? What she wanted to do, whatever she wanted to do, wasn't his business, was it? Why did he feel such anger when he saw her at the bar?

Brooding, Ao Chi went into his room, quickly changed into clothes, and with fury, snatched up his keys and slammed the front door.

Tong Yafu indulged herself in the bathroom for quite a while. When she came out and saw that no one was in the house, she was slightly startled for a moment, then quickly broke into a smile. She picked up her bag from the table and hummed a tune cheerfully, planning to go back to the small place she rented outside with Chu Xia.