During this time, Qiao Qiqi was not idle either. She took a dishcloth and wiped the pot lid, the stove, and the basins she had just used.

This good habit was learned by Qiao Qiqi from her 21st-century mother: tidying up in advance so that there's no need to clean up after the food is ready, saving time and keeping the countertop clean forever.

Everything is clean and tidy, which makes me feel comfortable.

After Qin Huai washed himself clean, he went back into the kitchen and saw Qiao Qiqi wiping the stove.

He had observed Qiao Qiqi cooking before and knew that she would habitually clean up the kitchen in the middle of cooking, so he walked over and took the dishcloth from her hand.

"I'll wipe it, you go and rest for a while."

Qiao Qiqi let go of his hand immediately. Seeing that he insisted on being attentive, she didn't hesitate and turned to leave.

Before she could even turn around, the man grabbed her wrist.

Qiao Qiqi frowned and instinctively reached for her hand, but then she heard the man say with a wronged expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you yesterday. I was just worried that you would get too hot and I felt sorry for you."

Qiao Qiqi's eyes flashed.

It was rare to hear him say the word "heartache," and to be honest, she was surprised.

But she still deliberately kept a straight face and said in a very bad tone, "That's not a reason. First of all, I was wearing a sun hat, so it wasn't too sunny. Secondly, I delivered the water and then went back. Even if you feel sorry for me, you don't have to talk to me in such a bad tone. So I don't accept this apology."

After saying that, Qiao Qiqi tried to pry his hands off and leave.