Zhou Yan couldn't bring herself to tell her eldest nephew. She turned to glare at the culprit, muttering to herself, "You handle it." It was infuriating; she felt she had suffered a loss after secretly washing the bed sheets for so many years!
Unfortunately, it was too late. If she had known it was her eldest nephew washing the sheets for Su Wen, she wouldn't have bothered all these years.
Xu Pei touched his nose awkwardly. He wanted to clarify that Xiao Zhou's bed-sheet-washing routine was just merely placing them in a basin with water and washing powder. Whether he washed them properly or not was uncertain.
Zhou Yan went looking for Su Wen, and the two men exchanged a strange, tacit understanding.
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Zhou Yan stood in front of Su Wen's room and knocked on the door. Su Wen opened the door, and Zhou Yan entered, finding her sixth and younger sisters assisting Su Wen with packing.
