Seven o'clock in the morning.
Just as Fang Peiru had predicted, people upstairs gradually got up and came downstairs.
As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs, we could smell the delicious aroma wafting from the dining table.
Did they get a new chef?
Everyone gathered around the table, where steaming hot meat buns, millet porridge, milk, coffee, fried bacon, sandwiches, and eggs were served—a complete breakfast of both Chinese and Western styles.
It looks delicious, and its appearance is no different from what you buy outside.
Bai Xiaoruo had just put the food on the table when, because the floor on the first floor hadn't been wiped yet, she washed her hands, picked up a small bucket and a rag, and knelt down to get to work.
"Xiao Ruo, stop what you're doing and come sit down to eat with us."
Before anyone even started eating, they waited for Bai Xiaoruo and Xian Mingyu to arrive before they began.
"It's okay, I'll be done wiping soon."
Xuan Mingyu was the last to come downstairs. He had just reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor when he saw Bai Xiaoru kneeling in the living room on the first floor, busy wiping the floor.
That damn woman! No wonder he couldn't find her when he woke up this morning. Who told her to do all this?
He strode downstairs, stood in front of Bai Xiaoruo, and kicked over the small bucket full of sewage next to her.
The bucket rolled a long way, spilling its dirty water all over the floor, making the floor, which had just been wiped clean, dirty again.
Before Bai Xiaoruo could react to what was happening, Xuan Mingyu grabbed her by the back of her collar and lifted her up from her knees, where she was diligently wiping the floor.
"Hey, what are you doing..." Bai Xiaoruo was reluctantly lifted up. When she saw that the person lifting her was Xuan Mingyu, she immediately lowered her head guiltily.
Oh no, I almost forgot, he's here too.
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