Le Zhengsheng widened his phoenix eyes, pointing at his own nose, "You want me to...clean shoes?"
Lu Jinxuan raised an eyebrow, "Did I not make myself clear?"
"Ha!" Le Zhengsheng was astonished, chuckling disdainfully, "You've got to be kidding! You better figure out who I am..."
He lifted his hand and pointed at Mu Qinglan, his tone extremely contemptuous, "This lowly girl, you want me to clean her shoes!"
This utter disdain in his voice immediately made Mu Qinglan lower her head in grievance, pulling Lu Jinxuan's sleeve and murmuring, "Jinxuan, let it go..."
Lu Jinxuan glanced coldly at Yu Sangwan, who was still squatting on the ground washing clothes for Le Zhengsheng. The suffocating feeling in his chest couldn't dissipate. Then he looked at Mu Qinglan and said softly, "Don't feel wronged. Today, he will definitely clean your shoes!"
"Ha!"
