"Is your dad still cleaning up for my brother?" Liang Yan recalled the clothes on Zhang Hao, which were newly bought for over a thousand yuan.
"By the way, soak that shirt in water and wash it tomorrow." Even expensive clothes are still wearable.
Clothes already soaked in vomit, given Zhang Hao's temperament, would he still wear them?
Zhang Hao, knowing the truth, would absolutely not wear them, "My dad just cut the clothes open to clean them for Zhang Hao."
Was he trying to disgust her into doing the laundry? Sorry, Zhang Dong had already cut those clothes open.
What? When Liang Yan heard Zhang Dong had actually cut the clothes open, she was instantly furious, "What's going on, such expensive clothes."
The clothes and pants together cost over two thousand yuan. Liang Yan was reluctant to buy them, but couldn't resist Zhang Hao's sweet talk and promises, so she gritted her teeth and bought them.
