"Wait for me for a while. I will return the clothes immediately." After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zijin undressed and placed the clothes in a bag without a word. She then sent them, which still had her warmth, over to Qiao Dongliang.
After putting down the phone, Qiao Dongliang's entire body felt a little listless. It was as if someone had sucked out much of his strength.
It was a matter that he thought could be easily resolved and should not pose any problem. Unfortunately, there were so many side issues. He felt that it was really very tiring to communicate with his elder daughter.
This was such a simple matter. Why did her elder daughter make it so complicated and exhausting?
