Han Lingxi thought about it and realized that Chong Rang's words made sense, but she really wanted to sleep right now.

It feels so unfair. Chongrang also stayed up so late yesterday, so why is he all energetic now and doesn't look sleepy at all?

"Then you can just leave some things here with me."

Han Lingxi casually suggested it, not expecting Chong Rang to actually do it.

I agree, it's just a delay. Anyway, Chongrang's company is busy, and he'll definitely be back soon.

Chong Rang raised an eyebrow and looked into Han Lingxi's house from the doorway. The decoration was in warm colors, giving it a very homey feel. Although the house next door was also ready to move in, it was definitely decorated as a show flat. Clearly, Han Lingxi's house was more convincing.

Moreover, Han Lingxi should be home most of the time. It looks like someone lives there. His place is basically just for sleeping. He comes back very late and leaves very early, and sometimes he doesn't even come back. It's worse than a hotel.

"OK."

Chong Rang nodded in agreement, which startled Han Lingxi so much that she almost fell to the ground. But after thinking about it, Han Lingxi wasn't surprised. It was just a matter of putting some things in, and he wasn't going to live there anyway. Her house was big enough, so she could just ignore what he put in.

"Then you can pack it up."

After leaving those words, Han Lingxi went to sleep in her room, leaving Chong Rang to do whatever he wanted outside.

Chong Rang packed his things quickly. He put the books he often read into the study, then put the toiletries in the bathroom. Holding a stack of clothes, Chong Rang began to struggle. He should put the clothes in the wardrobe. Putting them in the guest room wardrobe was obviously not an option, and Han Lingxi's house didn't even have a guest room. She had converted the guest rooms into a study and a walk-in closet.

This was the first time Chongrang knew that Han Lingxi had a hobby of collecting cups, and that an entire wall in her study was covered with cups.

Chongrang had originally planned to put the clothes in the walk-in closet as well, but when he got there, he found that all the wardrobes were crammed full, with no space at all for his small stack of clothes.

Chong Rang checked the time; he didn't have much time left. He had a meeting at noon and had to rush back to the company, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door.

After knocking for a long time, Han Lingxi still didn't open the door, which reminded Chong Rang of the half-hour he had just spent knocking on the door in the hallway.

He clearly didn't have much time now, so Chongrang told Han Lingxi from outside the door that he was going in, and then pushed the door open.

Han Lingxi's door wasn't locked, so Chong Rang easily entered Han Lingxi's room. He walked straight to the wardrobe without looking to either side, opened the door, and then Chong Rang was smashed.

Chong Rang stared speechlessly at the clothes overflowing from the closet as soon as he opened it, completely unable to understand why Han Lingxi had so many clothes. Chong Rang gestured to indicate Han Lingxi's height, estimating that she would be knocked down every time he opened the closet.

After much effort, Chongrang finally managed to tidy up the clothes and put them back in the closet. He was satisfied with the neatly arranged wardrobe. Han Lingxi had always insisted on leaving things haphazardly, even though they could have been put away neatly. His obsessive-compulsive disorder prevented him from accepting anything that didn't meet his standards, so it took him a long time to tidy up Han Lingxi's clothes.

Turning his head, he saw Han Lingxi sleeping soundly, unaware that she had been dragged away. Chong Rang felt a deep resentment. Some people could sleep in without restraint, while he had to suffer through meetings.

There wasn't enough time, and Chongrang didn't have time to tidy up his own room. He piled up all the things he brought in the living room next door and hurriedly rushed back to the company.

This book was first published on Canghai Literature Network. Please do not reproduce it!