Huang Rong met Lei Junmo's gaze defiantly, her own frustration rising to match his. "I haven't done anything to your room," she shot back, her tone sharp with indignation. "I've simply kept it clean, unlike the mess you left it in. Everything was scattered here and there."
"Nothing was scattered. I had kept them on display, just like they are kept in a museum," Lei Junmo shouted back.
"Of course, for once we agree on something. You, your protein shake, your dumbbells and your mickey-mouse undies, everything should be displayed in a museum," Huang Rong said.
"Did you find my mickey-mouse undies?" A smile crept on Lei Junmo's face.
Huang Rong felt her frustration mounting as she exchanged words with Lei Junmo.
"My room was clean!" Lei Junmo held his hair in frustration.
Huang Rong's voice was strained with annoyance, "Your room was not clean! It was a mess!"
