"I see that you have been taking care of the house very well," He Juan commented once he stepped through the door, trying to lighten the somber atmosphere in the air. "Good job, Xiao Ze. I'm very proud of you."
Mu Yuze pressed his palm on his burning face, unable to bring himself to look the man in the eye even after he had been placed on the couch in the living room.
"Wait here," He Juan told him before he walked away in brisk steps, leaving Mu Yuze to stew on the mortification and horror that had quickly caught up to him following his emotional outburst.
He buried his face into his hands and let out an internal scream. Good job, Mu Yuze… good job with messing everything up!
