Han Xi looked at Sister Zhang noncommittally, with a hint of jealousy in her voice: "How could that be, I saw a pair of white women's slippers in this house before, the ones I'm wearing now."
Sister Zhang glanced at the slippers on Han Xi's feet and laughed even more heartily: "Sir had me specifically go to the supermarket to buy those a while ago, ma'am. I can guarantee that sir has absolutely not brought any woman home other than you."
Sister Zhang was doing her utmost for Lu Jinghan, but what she said was indeed the truth.
Han Xi felt a little excited, realizing she was the only woman he had ever brought home.
Back in the room, Han Xi went straight to the bathroom to shower. After washing up, she was about to grab some pajamas from the wardrobe when Lu Jinghan pushed the door open and came in. Her gaze fell on the boxes he was holding, and her face turned as red as a ripe cherry.
