"Wen Qiao, what are you doing here?"
Wen Qiao was a little stunned when she was questioned in a cold voice. She had never expected Shen Jichuan to appear.
While cleaning the bathroom, she was still thinking about the lessons she had learned yesterday.
Wen Qiao instinctively raised the mop in her hand.
He said dryly, "I...I just borrowed the bathroom. I'm mopping the floor, it'll be done soon."
Unexpectedly, Shen Jichuan coldly rebuked him.
"Dressed like that, who are you trying to seduce?"
Shen Jichuan could see it clearly up close this time, even the outline under the small clothes was so obvious.
Round and bulging.
She usually hides it very well.
Who would have thought that such a great figure was hidden under those tattered clothes?
Before Wen Qiao could even begin to explain, Shen Jichuan chased her out.
Separated by only a door, Shen Jichuan looked utterly frustrated.
It wasn't because I scolded Wen Qiao earlier.
Rather, it was Wen Qiao who had recently affected his emotions and even his physical health.
Wen Qiao held the mop and looked at the closed door.
She really didn't seduce Shen Jichuan.
Moreover, she genuinely regarded Shen Jichuan as an elder.
She would deliberately stagger their washing and grooming times.
This was truly an accident.
She was so focused on wiping the bathroom floor, thinking about the lessons she needed to study for school that evening, that she didn't even notice Shen Jichuan going upstairs to the second floor.
After going up to the second floor, I went straight to the restroom.
But he had indeed misunderstood her.
Wen Qiao quickly put down the mop, turned around and went back into the house to put on long sleeves and trousers.
For a moment, Wen Qiao felt wronged. She wasn't the only one in the house wearing short sleeves. Wang Zhihui had also worn a vest several times when she was on the first floor. It was normal to dress lightly after taking a shower, and she wasn't running around.
How did that become seduction?
Regardless, Wen Qiao still wanted to explain things clearly to Shen Jichuan.
She stood at the doorway and waited until Shen Jichuan came out of the bathroom before Wen Qiao took two steps forward.
“Mr. Shen, I want to explain to you clearly that I really did not seduce anyone. I have always regarded you as an elder.”
"This was truly an accident, please believe me."
I don't know if it's just Wen Qiao's imagination.
She noticed that right after she said those words, Shen Jichuan's face visibly darkened even more.
He said in a cold voice, clearly annoyed:
"Who gave you permission to use the second-floor restroom? You really have no manners whatsoever. Did you forget a single word I said?"
Wen Qiao was stunned. She hadn't expected Shen Jichuan to be so angry this time.
Although she always cleaned up the bathroom after using it, Shen Jichuan was a smart man who could easily find out from the slightest clues that she was using the bathroom on the second floor.
But he never said anything, never brought it up.
Wen Qiao naturally took a chance.
She was just discovered, and Shen Jichuan personally witnessed her taking a shower in the bathroom.
At this moment, Wen Qiao felt her face burning with embarrassment and subconsciously lowered her head.
What else could she say? Any further explanation would seem pale and powerless.
"I'm sorry, I won't need it anymore."
Her voice was low and weak, as if she didn't know what to say.
But after hearing her apology, Shen Jichuan's anger flared up even more.
He was the one who got angry and lost his temper, and Wen Qiao apologized.
But for some reason, hearing Wen Qiao's words still made him angry, and he felt inexplicably irritable.
Shen Jichuan turned and went back into the house with a dark expression.
After he returned to the room, Wen Qiao glanced at the mop by the door and wiped the bathroom floor clean, which she had wet.
Afterwards, she went back to her room, took her accounting textbooks, and went to night school without having dinner at the Shen family's house.
Inside the house, Shen Jichuan was unable to look directly into his own heart for the first time.
Could he really have fallen for that young, blonde girl, Wen Qiao? What's so great about her?
She looked thin and small, like she was malnourished, but that's not quite right. She just looked thin and small, but she had everything a grown woman should have.
Moreover, she is really fair-skinned.
Not only is her face fair and radiant, but her entire body, including her arms, neck, and collarbone, is also fair and radiant.
And those two straight, long, slender, white legs... they're so...
Shen Jichuan sat at his desk, but had no interest in reading.
My mind is filled with images of Wen Qiao.
With red eyes, looking wronged and pitiful, yet stubbornly biting her lip, she looked utterly pathetic.
With a bang, his fist slammed onto the table.
Just as Wen Qiao was about to go downstairs to leave, she heard the sound of things being smashed coming from Shen Jichuan's house.
My heart skipped a beat, and it jumped into my throat.
Shen Jichuan has a really bad temper, and she's genuinely terrified of him.
Looking at herself so timid, Wen Qiao couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart.
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