"Uncle, my girlfriend is taking a shower in there, how could you just go in? Just hold on a bit longer, if it's really unbearable, I can find a bottle for you to make do with."
He Qianhui rolled her eyes helplessly. What kind of situation was this?
On normal days, taking a shower would also take at least thirty minutes.
But today, He Qianhui hastily rinsed off and changed her clothes before coming out.
She saw her uncle sitting on the living room sofa, smoking and watching TV.
It was hard for He Qianhui to put on a cheerful face; she could only lower her head and hurry back to the bedroom.
Once she entered the bedroom, a sense of grievance started to rise in He Qianhui's heart.
This was clearly her own home, yet now it felt like she was living at someone else's mercy.
When Zhang Hao came back, he noticed something was off with He Qianhui.
He hurried over to her, "Don't be angry, my uncle is only staying with us for a day or two."
