It seemed like they had only just met when he actually volunteered to wash the dishes once. Although she had never seen him washing dishes, the kitchen was indeed tidy the next day.
Of course, she would never know that that day at Dihor Garden, most of the dishes and cutlery were smashed; she didn't notice because early the next morning, Gu Ming had bought an identical set of dinnerware to replace them. He also took the trouble to clear out the broken pieces from the trashcan.
"Alright," Rong Yan didn't know, so she confidently left the aftermath to the man who had volunteered, took off her apron, and placed it on the table, "I'm giving this to you. Wear the apron while washing, otherwise it'll ruin your clothes."
He was more fastidious than anyone; if he got oil stains on his clothes, he certainly wouldn't wear that shirt ever again.
Each of his shirts was frighteningly expensive; if they were stained, he simply wouldn't wear them again, she'd rather wash the dishes herself.
