"No need," Nan Mufeng pursed his lips, his face darkening with displeasure, "I'm waiting for her to change my dressing."
Loh Minxian's lips twitched, looking down on Nan Mufeng with disdain: "Any caretaker could do that kind of thing."
"No, I'm waiting for her."
"Brother, you can't be that petty, can you?" Loh Minxian sized up Nan Mufeng.
"???"
"You can't be so stingy as to not spend this little bit of money, let me do it for you!" Loh Minxian took out his phone to call a caretaker for Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng's face darkened. Did he look like someone so petty?
"It's not about the money, I'm just waiting for her."
"What if she isn't home today?"
"Then I won't change it!"
"..."
Loh Minxian scanned Nan Mufeng up and down, clicking his tongue: "I really couldn't tell, but you're this kind of person!"
Nan Mufeng raised his hand to check the time on his wristwatch, speaking indifferently: "What kind of person I am has nothing to do with you."
