The dining room was very luxurious, and there was only the sound of her eating alone.
The spoon clattered against the plate.
Yan Nuo sat beside her and looked at her. His eyes were fiery and domineering. Only Ji Yinbing could eat calmly and think about things under his gaze.
After dinner, she planned to wash the dishes.
Yan Nuo followed in again. He did not snatch the job of washing the dishes. He stood at the kitchen door and looked at Ji Yinbing's figure as she washed the dishes. He finally could not help but say, "I really didn't touch her."
Ji Yinbing paused.
She said nothing.
If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would have believed him.
"You don't believe me?" Yan Nuo sounded defeated.
Ji Yinbing turned around and looked at him. She asked him back, "If you suddenly go home and see a man lying on my bed while the floor is covered in clothes… On the other hand, I'm cleaning up the traces in the bathroom…"
