Punching the pillow twice still didn't relieve her anger; she was now reduced to venting by hitting the pillow.
She should be punching Fu Ziqian.
Punching Fu Ziqian would actually let off steam!
Qiao Chuchu hugged the pillow and heard someone talking. Who?
Qiao Chuchu got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and saw a man carrying items into the house.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Chuchu asked with a frown.
"I'm from the downstairs supermarket, delivering a pan that a gentleman bought from our store..." the supermarket worker said.
"I bought it." Fu Ziqian walked out from the kitchen. He glanced at Qiao Chuchu and then, together with the supermarket worker, moved the items into the kitchen.
Qiao Chuchu followed them into the kitchen.
The supermarket worker took out the items — pots, bowls, and kitchenware...
"..."
Qiao Chuchu rolled her eyes.
Ha...
Fu Ziqian really treated her home like his own playground.
Shameless!
