Zhao Lizhen didn't understand what they were talking about. She noticed Xue Rui looked quite refined in his white shirt. "It suits you very well. Your clothes have been washed. You can pick them up next time you come over."
Gu Qingshan snorted coldly. "We can just send them over."
Xue Rui gave an awkward laugh. Gu Qingshan was staring at him like he was a thief, which was understandable. After all, a farmer worries a lot about his prized cabbage.
'But it's not like Gu Qingshan is some saint himself,' he thought. 'Judging by his age, Gu Muxue's mother must have gotten pregnant when he was a freshman or sophomore in college...'
'And here I am, at this age, just for touching her foot, and Gu Qingshan's stare looks like it could kill me.'
'You were way worse when you were young!' Xue Rui cursed inwardly.
But that's how people are. They can't even empathize with their former selves.
"Xiaorui, try some of this ribbonfish." Zhao Lizhen said, placing a piece in Xue Rui's bowl.
