Chapter 115: Moving Tables

"Just push it sideways under the window, and that should do. I'm planning to put some flower pots on top of it. It'll make a perfect flower stand," Xiaoman said with a smile, as she stuffed most of the bottles and jars on the table into her backpack beside her.

She hugged the backpacks one by one and walked back to her room, leaving the table bare in no time.

Li Qiang rolled his arms, walked up to the wooden table, spread his arms wide, and with a hefty push, the table creaked and moved a bit.

It looked like he could move it by himself, and luckily Chen Chunhua had taken Wang Yong out with her. Otherwise, with such a commotion, she would definitely come upstairs to ask what was going on. And seeing him here might lead to another misunderstanding.

Chen Chunhua had already found out about Liu Fang, and he couldn't afford to let her misunderstand his relationship with Xiaoman any further. That would just make him seem too unreliable and too fond of romancing around.