Bai Qingling stared at Jiang Qian's comments for a while, then looked up at Chu Junming in the kitchen.
He was putting dishes into the cabinet. If she didn't know this was his first time at her place, Bai Qingling would have thought he was a regular visitor to her home.
His movements were very natural, especially when wiping the stovetop, like a model husband.
Bai Qingling didn't mind cooking, but she hated the cleaning up afterward, while Chu Junming seemed quite... to enjoy it.
She couldn't help but chuckle.
Chu Junming turned his head and caught her smile, raising a fine-looking eyebrow and approaching her with long strides.
"Want to check if everything's clean?"
Bai Qingling shook her head, "The cleaning lady will check it tomorrow."
"Did Jiang Qian see it?"
Chu Junming sat down next to her, tilting his head to look at her phone.
Bai Qingling instinctively moved aside, saying, "Why don't you look at your own phone."
"I didn't accept her friend request."
