After he finished wiping, he hung the towel back in the bathroom.
Xu Chaomu glared at him, very angry.
He slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "Don't look at me like that, those who don't know might think I did something to you."
Xu Chaomu, prompted by his words, looked down and continued to kick the pencil on the floor, resolute in not speaking to him. In fact, she was too lazy to talk to him anymore, the bastard.
"Did you remember everything I told you?" Shen Chi asked indifferently.
Xu Chaomu refused to utter a word or look at him.
"Are you angry?" Shen Chi lifted her chin, deliberately gazing into her eyes.
"I wouldn't dare," Xu Chaomu retorted in his own cold manner, spitting out two words.
"I need to step out for a bit; eat more at dinner. I will tell Butler Ling to help you clean up your room. Be good."
After saying this, Shen Chi began to untie the tie on her wrist. He hadn't done much to her, except left some marks from the bind on her wrist.