After two solid hours, only with the combined efforts of Li Yifei and Su Yiyi, did they finally manage to clean up Meng Xiaofei's doghouse. Looking at the pile of results, Li Yifei just felt like the black lines on his forehead were shooting up.
Four large bags of trash were filled, the kind you get from the supermarket, along with six pairs of stockings, seven pairs of underwear, and five bras. They were all pulled out from places like under the bed and between the sofa cushions.
Looking at these items, and then at Meng Xiaofei, Li Yifei was at a loss for words. This girl was lounging comfortably on the sofa's chaise longue, pillow under her head, her little chubby feet swaying leisurely. She was enjoying a bag of chips while watching TV, utterly carefree and at ease.
"Meng Xiaofei, are you really treating us like your housekeeper?" Li Yifei walked over and gave a smack on Meng Xiaofei's thigh.