"When did this happen?"
An Xiaoyu was somewhat puzzled.
She remembered that a young couple lived in this house, and they were very affectionate. Just a few days ago, she saw them shopping at the supermarket together, carrying a bunch of food home! How did the owner of this building change in the blink of an eye?
"Last week."
An Xiaoyu frowned.
Why would he come all this way to buy a second-hand house?
The answer was obvious!
"Chu Mucheng, is there any meaning in doing this?"
Chu Mucheng didn't answer An Xiaoyu's question, instead, he turned and went into the restroom, grabbed a clean towel, and threw it into An Xiaoyu's arms.
"Your hair is wet, wipe it quickly, or you'll catch a cold!"
An Xiaoyu took a deep breath.
Not only her hair was wet, but her clothes were soaking wet too!
"I'll go home and change clothes!"
Saying this, An Xiaoyu turned to leave, but just as she reached the door, she heard Chu Mucheng say, "I'm hungry!"
"..."
An Xiaoyu's footsteps halted.
