After taking a shower, Wang Dahai wrapped a towel around himself and came out of the bathroom.
Wu Xiaoyu slightly opened her mouth, "Wang, you..."
Wang Dahai awkwardly replied, "I washed my pants, I don't have anything to wear."
"Oh."
Just then, Qin Rong walked over, finally realizing that Wang Dahai had no clothes to wear.
"Mr. Wang, why don't you stay here tonight?"
Wang Dahai glanced at the washing machine on the balcony and, apparently, saw no better option.
He hummed in agreement and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."
"It's okay," Qin Rong said apologetically, "If I hadn't dirtied your pants, this wouldn't have happened."
Wang Dahai shook his head and said nothing.
He hadn't expected Qin Rong to have such a low tolerance for alcohol.
"Mr. Wang, you can sleep in this room tonight."
She led Wang Dahai to a side bedroom. Although the room was not very large, it was cozy.
"I'll wash your clothes too."