"Coward!" Ye Qiao cursed as she stood up, "Fine, let it be. The world doesn't revolve around just one man!"
With a huff, she turned to leave, only to stop a few steps later. She turned back to tuck him in, gazing at his profile for a moment. She sighed softly, turned off the bedside lamp, and tiptoed out, gently closing his door behind her.
She tidied everything meticulously in the room, ran downstairs several times to throw away trash, and cleaned both the living room and kitchen inside out. Seeing the spotless rooms, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
"See? I can do housework too. Not dating me is your loss!"
Muttering under her breath, she carried the stacked stools into the room across the hall—she had seen them take stools from there when she arrived, so they must have belonged in the study.
