”How could my water pipe suddenly burst?”
”Old houses often have such problems.”
”Then why didn’t yours burst?”
”Miss, I renovated the house before moving in. Have you?”
”I… ” she still refused to concede, “With a landlord around, why would you need to worry about a burst pipe!”
”Miss, if the landlord were home, I wouldn’t have been so meddlesome,” Pei Jiale said with a helpless expression.
”Anyway… you breaking into my door is wrong,” Qiu Yuting insisted, “You should call the police!”
”I was momentarily slow-witted and didn’t think to call the police,” he handed her his phone, “Why don’t you call now and have them arrest me for breaking your door.”
She didn’t take the phone, just glaring at him before her gaze drifted to the room, filled with worry.
At this moment, her home was like a sinking ship, soaked everywhere, with a pair of slippers in the hallway floating carelessly, looking quite comical.
”Sister, I’m hungry,” Xiao Tong, tired from playing in the water, tugged her sleeve, “What are we eating tonight?”
Right, what would they eat? The kitchen seemed as distant as across a great river.
”Why don’t we go eat at my place,” Pei Jiale suddenly suggested.
”Your place?” she looked at him suspiciously, not believing he had good intentions.
”Xiao Tong, want to go to brother’s place and play video games?” he tempted Xiao Tong.
”Okay!” Xiao Tong, the playful one, immediately fell for it.
With approval, he ignored Qiu Yuting and left with the “traitor”, forcing the worried sister to follow angrily.
”Wow, your place is so messy!” she complained, pinching her nose as soon as she entered the bachelor’s den.
”Messy?” Pei Jiale smiled and turned, “Then could you help me clean up?”
”Me?” she pointed at herself in disbelief, “I’m not your maid.”
”I just fixed your water pipe. Now you help me clean the room. Fair exchange, right?”
”Xiao Tong, we’re leaving immediately,” she frowned and commanded.
”No, I want to play video games,” Xiao Tong, the traitor, was already eagerly seated at the computer.
Qiu Yuting sighed helplessly, pointing at Pei Jiale, “Then you go cook!”
”Cook?” he played dumb, “I can’t cook!”
”You…” she felt she might vomit blood, “Then what are you treating us to?”
”I want you to cook!”
