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Ten days later, Warmth washed the clothes and sent them into Lin Ling's room and Iowa's room in batches.

When she pushed open Lin Ling's room, she found her sitting in the living room, expressionless and in a daze. When she saw him come in, she only gave him a fierce look and didn't say anything. She also didn't take any action to deal with him or torture him.

Seeing that Lin Ling was so angry that her face was flushed, she shouted in a low voice, "Little miss, I'm here to deliver the clothes!"

Without hearing Lin Ling's reply, Warmth picked up Lin Ling's clothes from the cart and ran into the room, placing her neatly in the closet.

After putting the clothes away neatly, only then did she heave a sigh of relief. It had to be known, the maids who usually put Lin Ling's clothes on usually had to find all sorts of excuses to scold them until they were soaked in dog blood.

She quickly got up and was about to go upstairs to give Yi Hao some clothes, but when she turned around, she found Lin Ling silently standing behind her. She glared at her with an extremely angry look, as if she wanted to drink her blood and bite her …

Warmth was frightened to the point of screaming. She took a step back and looked at Ning Xuemo with trepidation. "Young Miss …"

When Lin Ling saw Warmth's frightened and fearful appearance, she curled her lips in disdain: "Warmth, this is how you use it to hook someone. Isn't that what led to Elder Brother Yi Hao? "

Hearing Lin Ling's words, Warmth froze for a moment. He didn't understand what she meant by that. She hastily shook her head. "Little Miss, I didn't!"

Lin Ling gritted her teeth and glared at her. Then, she fiercely growled, "Don't think you've won. Let me tell you, the battle between us has only just begun!"

Warmth saw Lin Ling's dark expression and could not help but tremble all over. It was the first time that a woman with such a vicious expression could be seen. It was too scary. She could not afford to offend this woman.

Warmth cast her a timid glance before turning away. He pressed his body against the wall of the cupboard, but took a small step forward to escape.

Hearing the door close with a "bang" sound, Warmth finally breathed a sigh of relief. She wheeled the cart around a bend and stepped nervously into the elevator, ready to go up to the ninth floor to deliver her clothes.

At the thought of Ihao, Warmth was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. These few days, she tried her best to avoid him. There were a few times when she bumped into him, but he would always lower his head, not daring to look at her. Moreover, he didn't seem to have any intention of making things difficult for her.

He was about to arrive at his room and pace the elevator restlessly. The hand holding the handle of the cart was covered in cold sweat.

"Ding dong", the elevator door slowly opened. Warmth looked at the empty corridor and took a deep breath, secretly cheering himself on. Then he took a deep breath and pushed the cart with neatly folded clothes out of the elevator.

When she reached his door, she let out a breath carefully, then raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Long after she knocked, there was no answer. If not for the fact that she knew he was home today, she might have just pushed open the door.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door again, but before his little hand could touch the door, Ihao's lazy and indifferent voice slowly rang out, "Come in!"

Hearing that, Warmth took in a deep breath and made preparations to die outside. Only then did he grit his teeth, open the door, and walk in while hugging his clothes.

When she opened the door, she saw that he was sitting on the sofa in a black bathrobe, working on the company's business. He was staring intently at the computer screen, his good-looking eyebrows twitching and loosening …

Such an earnest man was indeed charming.

When she saw his cold gaze, she was so frightened that she ran into his bedroom with her clothes in her arms, frantically putting them in the closet. Perhaps it was because she was too flustered, but the clothes that were neatly folded were all done by her. It was a mess. Warm and warm, he quickly carried his clothes to the bed. They were stacked neatly on top of each other.

As for Ihao, he was sitting in the living room. He couldn't help but give a cold smile when he saw the woman who had rushed into his room in a flustered, flustered state. He turned the computer off, then got up and sauntered back to the bedroom.