She had asked him to prepare her clothes, but there was no movement outside.
Li Qianrui wrapped herself in a white bath towel, then opened the bathroom door. She didn't step out, but rather poked her head out, "Hey, Zhou Jin, are my clothes ready?"
A series of steady footsteps echoed, and Zhou Jin appeared by the door, leaning lazily against the wall as he looked at her face, pink from the steam, and then handed over a white shirt, "Here."
"…"
Li Qianrui quickly furrowed her brows and did not reach out to take it, as it was a men's shirt and obviously his.
"Zhou Jin, you did this on purpose!"
Zhou Jin, with one hand in his pocket, elegantly raised an eyebrow, "We are already divorced. Given our relationship, why should I buy you clothes? Hasn't anyone taught you not to trouble others when it's avoidable?"
Li Qianrui quickly glanced at him angrily, then took the white shirt from his hand, but then, "What am I supposed to wear underneath?"
Her underwear was all wet.
