"Where do you plan to let Xiao Tao sleep?" Feng Ya asked Feng Jing anxiously when she sensed that there didn't seem to be any special relationship between Feng Jing and Yin Tao.
"The guest room on the second floor, the one next to yours."
When Feng Ya heard this, she sighed helplessly. "No, I've dirtied the bed in that guest room. I can't let Xiaotao stay there."
Feng Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Feng Ya, "It's dirty? Auntie, did you enter that guest room today?"
"That's right. I had wanted to help clean up, but I accidentally dirtied the bed and bedding. The cleaning lady didn't have time to clean it up. I'm sorry, Xiaotao."
Feng Jing didn't directly expose Feng Ya's lie. The probability of her taking the initiative to do housekeeping was lower than Feng Jing running into a ghost.
"It's fine. I can deal with it." Yin Tao already felt that she had disturbed Feng Jing, so she was even more embarrassed to trouble him.