Chapter 202 I’ll Handle It Myself
- Watching Qin Muchen in consternation, Su Ziyue’s mouth hung slightly agape, and she found herself having difficulty speaking.
- Qin Muchen, who appeared unperturbed, rose to his feet and went to wash the thermal flask.
- Soon, he came back, one hand holding a glass of water and the other holding an empty glass with a toothbrush perched on top of it.