She had just been busy changing her own clothes and, after hanging Mu Yingchen's suit on the clothes rack, she had forgotten about it.
She had thought that since she only wore it for a brief moment, it shouldn't have gotten stained, but surprisingly, there was a small spot.
Then she started bustling about in the washroom.
The clothes weren't dirty to begin with, and in just a short time, she had taken care of them all.
Next, she ran to the break room to get some hangers and hung the clothes in the washroom.
There was no helping it; there was nowhere else to hang them. Actually, the viewing platform was nice, and the sunlight was good, but then, she glanced at the undies hanging high up and thought it wouldn't be very proper to hang the clothes there.
Then she walked out, rubbing her waist. It didn't bother her while she was washing, but now she felt a pain in her back.
Mu Yingchen, seeing her finally emerge, asked in confusion, "What were you doing?"