Xian was sitting on the chair when Mishi told him that he should freshen up. Zhao came inside the room, knocking at the door. Xian looked at him with a glare so was Zhao.
"Why are you glaring at each other?" Mishi asked and stepped down the bed when Xian and Zhao at the same time told Mishi not to step down the bed.
"Mishi, stay in the bed. Aunty is bringing your meals here," said Zhao and then looked at Xian. "You should come with me."
"Why?" Xian asked with a displeasing look.
"Don't you want to freshen up? You smell bad," muttered Zhao with a sharp glare in his eyes. Mishi lightly giggled hearing this.
"Follow me," said Zhao, and walked out. Xian followed him while Mishi was smiling looking at them. Zhao took him to the guest room and gave him clothes.
"Don't do anything to her. I know your hidden intentions," muttered Xian, unbuttoning his shirt.