How embarrassing, she had brought disgrace upon her own home.
That was the only thought in Lin Shiyu's mind at that moment.
She had been too busy with work these past few days; after gathering the laundry in the morning, she rushed to work and tossed them onto the sofa, forgetting to tidy up.
By now, Ye Chen might still be laughing at her.
With this thought, Lin Shiyu's face filled with embarrassment.
Ye Chen turned his head and faced Lin Shiyu, whose expression was murderous. His face stiffened, and he said with an awkward laugh, "This is all an accident; don't get me wrong, I didn't know what this was, just picked it up casually to look."
Hearing Ye Chen's far-fetched explanation, Lin Shiyu finally snapped out of it. Her face flushed, and her delicate frame suddenly burst forth with immense strength. In a quick stride, she appeared in front of Ye Chen and snatched the clothing from his hands, spitting out venomously, "Pervert."
