Fu Sinian stood at the door with a suit on his arm, looking refined and noble.
He did not respond. He looked at her in silence.
Shi Qian scratched his head awkwardly and quickly took a step back. "Come in."
Fu Sinian strode in and frowned at the small house. It was smaller than he had imagined.
The living room was not even as big as the foyer where he lived.
Shi Qian also felt that Fu Sinian looked out of place in this house. Seeing the environment here, he probably wouldn't stay for long.
"Young Master Fu, have you eaten?" Shi Qian asked softly.
"No," Fu Sinian replied.
"Then I'll make you some noodles."
"Where's the bathroom? I want to take a shower first," Fu Sinian said bluntly.
Shi Qian was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses and pointed in the direction of her bedroom.
Fu Sinian threw his suit on the sofa and headed for the bedroom.
