The Grand Final (8)

Qiao Lian was stunned by his strange request.

Su Penghao cleared his throat again. "She only brought one set of clothes and she's penniless. She washes her clothes every night and puts them back on the next morning, even if they haven't dried out. It's probably very uncomfortable for her. But I'm a guy after all, and I don't know what sort of clothes to buy her…"

Qiao Lian looked at him strangely.

She had not expected that Su Penghao, who was usually casual and carefree, would be so meticulous as to notice these details.

She nodded immediately and said, "Sure."

When they arrived at the villa, Su Penghao was once again behaving awkwardly.

Qiao Lian looked at him questioningly and asked, "Is there something that you want to say?"

Su Penghao coughed softly. Then he said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Tell him what?