Jiang Tong cleaned up the table and picked up the rope on the floor. She rolled it up and placed it in the bottom drawer of the small cabinet. There was also a black leather whip. This was something that she already had at home. Although Jiang Tong had already moved out of the house and did not live here, she only took some clothes and toiletries. She did not need to take too many things since South Washington's house was in a ready-to-move-in condition.
Jiang Tong was busy tidying up. Xie Wenkai was already asleep on the bed behind her, wrapped in a blanket. Xie Wenkai had the habit of taking an afternoon nap. However, his nap now had nothing to do with an afternoon nap. He was just tired, and he slept very soundly. There was still a faint smile on his lips.
"Ring ring ring." Jiang Tong's phone suddenly rang. She turned her head to take a look and answered the call. "Did the Xie family's investigation point to you?"
