On the other end of the phone, Chiang Xiao was taken aback upon hearing this.
Meng Xinian also had a room in the house. Of course, he always tried to shamelessly squeeze into her room to sleep with her. Sometimes he'd stay in her room when she was home; she was aware of that. However, he had never done anything like changing the sheets or duvet covers.
What's going on today?
He's going to wash her sheets?
She found it incredibly unbelievable. From what she knew about Tyrant Meng, when she wasn't around, the last thing he'd want to do was wash her sheets because, as mentioned in his letters, he liked the scent of her on the bed.
She once said that she loved her freshly laundered and sun-dried sheets because they smelled like the sun. Although someone later mentioned that it wasn't the scent of the sun, but rather the smell of mites being sun-scorched to death.
