Chapter 39 Pick It Up, Clean It For Me

"Why does Miss Wen have to be so angry? I'll go upstairs to change first, you two have a good chat."

Qin Mo's eyes curved, she was very satisfied with Wen Qingqing's reaction.

But as for Chu Yiqin, this was his retribution for dragging her into this mess.

"Stop right there."

Chu Yiqin's voice was cold, bone-chilling, and full of command.

Qin Mo's legs froze, as if they had been filled with lead, "Are you calling me?"

She pointed to herself, chuckling dryly.

"Pick it up and wash it clean for me."

The man's slender and pale fingers pointed at the bundle of black fabric on the floor, the cold air around him enough to kill.

Qin Mo looked at the black underwear on the ground, her heart full of agony.

Picking up such a private item in front of everyone, she couldn't help but feel her face burning.

Wen Qingqing stamped her foot, tears brimming in her eyes, her lower lip devoid of color.

Such an intimate item! And Yiqin was asking her to wash it!