Jiangg Yao gathered up all the clothes that had been sitting in the walk-in closet since before the New Year.
There was no need to sort out which belonged to her sister and which were hers. After all, aside from underwear, they shared most of their clothes.
Some of the clothes had been stored for so long that they definitely needed a wash.
She was always a delicate, cute girl in front of Chen Yuan, but there was no need to keep up the act at home. Cradling a mountain of clothes, she headed for the balcony. Thankfully, she knew the layout of the apartment by heart, because with her vision completely blocked, she would have most likely taken a nasty tumble.
After roughly sorting the clothes and forcefully stuffing the white dresses and shirts into the washer, Jiangg Yao let out a breath and stood up.
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The sudden sound of the door opening made Jiangg Yao jump.
