Zhong Lingling felt her inner world collapse.
As she made way for Xiang Yimo, she quietly retreated to where the clothes were being sun-dried.
Taking advantage of Xiang Yimo's inattention, she suddenly snatched Luo Xuanyu's underwear hanging on the rope and then hid it in the large pocket of her clothes.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Yimo looked towards Zhong Lingling and noticed that she seemed to be uncomfortable about something.
"No, nothing's wrong!"
Zhong Lingling exhaled a breath of relief.
Thank goodness Xiang Yimo didn't see it.
"It's a bit cold today, let's go to the indoor living room to chat!" Xiang Yimo suggested.
"Sure!"
Hehe! Xiang Yimo was still willing to talk to her, does that mean she still had a chance?
The two entered the living room together.
Xiang Yimo sat down on the living room sofa.
This sofa was also newly purchased by Xiang Yimo the last time he renovated Zhong Lingling's house!
"Have a seat, I'll make you a pot of tea!"