Grace blinked severally, trying to understand his words.
"Mr. Xu, I will freshen up now." She tried to leave, but he didn't let her go.
"I told you to take it off; if you want me to help you, then I can," a smile curled on his lips, but she wasn't willing to take off her clothes in front of him.
"Mr. Xu..." tears formed in her eyes, trying to remind him that she was a kid.
"Why are you crying?" He asked in disbelief as her tears finally rolled down her cheeks.
"I can't; I can't take off my clothes."
"Then should I help you?" He questioned her teasingly, and she cried more.
"Fine, go freshen up."
She suddenly laughed, jumped down from the bed, and hurried to the bathroom.
Then she poked outside. "Mr. Xu, you won't leave, right?" He nodded, and she sighed in relief and closed the door.
"Such a baby," he chuckled, and he walked downstairs.