Chapter 1683: Chapter 1683: Miss, go ahead and take action
After only a few rubs, her delicate hands had turned bright red.
Anan stepped forward and grabbed the dress: “Miss, stop washing!”
“Let go!” Jian Yufei yanked it back forcefully without looking up and said, “Go out, don’t disturb .”
She wasn’t even washing; she was simply rubbing aimlessly.
This was a silk dress, and under her rough treatnt, it soon got wrinkled, ruined…
Anan’s jaw tightened as he grabbed the dress again: “Miss, that’s enough, this isn’t what you’re supposed to be doing, stop washing.”
“My clothes, I wash them myself, how is it not my business?” Jian Yufei spoke hurriedly, perhaps unaware of what she was saying.
Anan held on to the dress, refusing to let go, and Jian Yufei simply dropped it and picked up another piece of clothing.
Anan reached out to grab it again, pulling and tugging with her.
Jian Yufei grew furious, raising her head with red eyes: “Are you annoying? Get out!”
“…”
“Get out!” She pushed him forcefully, and Anan fell to the ground.
Jian Yufei ignored him and continued washing, rubbing vigorously and without pause.
The basin was filled with white foam.
A small bubble floated up and coincidentally hit her eye, making her close it, tears suddenly cascading down.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears, but they kept flowing like an open faucet, unstoppable.
She decided to ignore them and focused solely on washing clothes.
Tears dropped one by one into the basin, and Anan’s heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.
He propped himself up, squatting in front of her, reaching out —
This ti he wasn’t grabbing clothes; he held her wrist.
“That’s enough, stop washing.”
“Why haven’t you left!” Jian Yufei fiercely shook him off, her red raw hands plunging back into the basin.
Anan grabbed both her wrists and lifted them.
“Miss, that’s enough, if you keep torturing yourself like this, we will all be punished. If you need to vent, take it out on , whatever you want to do, I have no complaints!”
Jian Yufei stared at him blankly, Anan’s dark eyes fixed on her.
Her vision was blurred by tears, and she couldn’t see his eyes clearly…
Jian Yufei suddenly broke free and slapped him hard on the face: “Get out, who told you to touch !”
Anan’s head tilted slightly, his voice low: “If you’re not cald down yet, you can hit again.”
Jian Yufei pointed angrily at the door: “Get out, don’t force to hurt you!”
“Go ahead.”
“I told you to leave!” Jian Yufei shouted angrily, why does everything have to intervene with her?
She was suffocated, about to go crazy.
Her heart was about to explode, just please stop disturbing her, ddling with her emotions!
“Miss, go ahead.” Anan repeated.
Jian Yufei lost her mind, grabbing sothing and hitting him forcefully.
Only after a few strikes did she realize she was holding a stainless steel clothes rod.
How hard had she hit just now?
No need to imagine; she knew this object would hurt trendously upon impact.
Anan remained expressionless, completely unmoving, as if feeling nothing.
Jian Yufei dropped the rod, raising her hand to hold her forehead: “I’m sorry… I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay.” Anan’s voice was hoarse, “Do you feel better now?”
Jian Yufei gave a bitter smile, shaking her head without speaking.
“If you’re still upset, you can continue to vent.”
“You don’t understand…” Jian Yufei choked, voice trembling.
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