When Mu Qiqi came home to the Shen's residence in the evening, she couldn't help rolling her eyes at Sheng Xiao. "People are calling my phone non-stop and it's your fault."
Sheng Xiao simply pulled her into his arms and whispered into her ear, "But isn't it nice, standing up for the Shen family?"
"How could I have known that there would be such a huge reaction, though? And did you know I could feel looks of sympathy everywhere I went?"
Sheng Xiao couldn't help laughing at that. "My Qi'er is doing just fine. Whose sympathy would she need?"
"Hmph. Others don't know that."
"Alright, you smell. Go bathe right now and have dinner afterward. I brought your perfume too."
Mu Qiqi nodded, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Bet that as it may, the stench of rotting corpses which latched on to her body spread from the gates of the Shen's house down to every corner.
Even Old Shen couldn't help asking what that smell was.
