I can't escape, I just can't escape...
Sighing silently to herself, Hua Xiaomai had no choice but to drag out a large basin and place it in the courtyard. She tossed all the clothes in her arms into it, soaked them in some warm water, then reluctantly returned to her room.
The moment Meng Yuhuai entered the room, he sat down at the table without hesitation, lifting his eyes to glance at his little wife following behind him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw her already bursting with eagerness, "Let me tell you something, I thought of it just now on the way back, that..."
"Your business can wait a little longer," Meng Yuhuai was not to be coaxed, giving her a sweeping glance, "Stand properly."
Hua Xiaomai hurriedly straightened her back, hands neatly placed by her sides, putting on an innocent face.
