After rejecting my celebrity husband-Chapter 74 How do you know
Noticing her demeanor, Leng Zimo merely furrowed his brow.
"Come back!" ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ก.๐๐๐ถ
"That... itโs getting late, I... Iโm going to the restroom..."
She had no intention of going back, slipping on her slippers, she headed straight out the door.
Although there was also a bathroom in the bedroom, she felt too embarrassed to go with him there.
Leng Zimo listened as her footsteps moved towards the downstairs, then he too rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom for a shower and to freshen up.
Deliberately dawdling for quite a while, Luo Xiaoqian walked into the bedroom with a thud in her heart, relieved to see that he had gotten up.
Coming out of the bathroom and seeing her, Leng Zimo immediately spoke up without any courtesy.
"Pack my luggage!"
Luo Xiaoqian didnโt resist. As long as he was not asking her to be intimate with him, she was completely willing to accept doing anythingโcooking, laundry, packing bags...
Approaching the wardrobe, she looked at the one that took up almost an entire wall and finally turned to face him.
"Whereโs the carry-on bag?"
"At the end of the wardrobe, the door!"
She opened it as he had instructed.
Looking at the walk-in closet filled with hanging clothes, she was simply astounded.
The walk-in closet was even larger than the bedroom where she rented her apartment.
Directly across from the door, there were all kinds of hats, and on either side, one was filled with shoes and the other with clothes.
He really is obsessive. Why does a grown man need so many clothes?
Her gaze fell on the extravagant outfits and she suddenly realizedโthese were stage costumes!
"These are your performance costumes?!" she asked excitedly, stepping inside and pointing at a white top hat on the hat rack, "I remember, this is what you wore for the โQuicksandโ MV, and this, this should be the suit you wore for the โBraveโ EP release..."
She knew his possessions as if they were her own.
Leng Zimo walked over, looking at her silhouette from behind.
"How do you know?"
"Of course I know!" Luo Xiaoqian turned around, smiling and raising her hand to point to her chest, "Let me tell you, I was your super fan back then. That winter, your song โBraveโ kept me company all season long. I even collected..."
She stopped abruptly, pursing her lips.
This was her secret. How could she tell him?
Back then, when her mother died, her entire world was bleak; she would shut herself in her room all day, and occasionally she heard someone playing that song very loudly.
"I know, you must be smiling down from heaven, hoping I can be โBraveโ..."
His lyrics truly reached deep into her heart.
During those days, she listened to that song over and over, and eventually walked out of the shadows of losing her mother, facing life bravely once more.
Had she also lost her mother?
Leng Zimoโs eyes glanced over Luo Xiaoqianโs slightly gloomy eyes, "Pack the luggage!"
Oh, right, how could she forget about that!
Wasnโt this guy in a hurry to catch a flight?!
Snapping back to reality, Luo Xiaoqian hurried over, pulled out his suitcase from beneath the hat rack, dragged it out of the walk-in closet, and brought it to the front of the wardrobe.
Now, she just wanted to send this annoying deity off as soon as possible.
"The weather in Paris is similar to ours but, just to be safe, better take a thick coat..." she murmured to herself, opening one of the wardrobe doors, which turned out to hold only trousers.
"The second door on the right side," Leng Zimo reminded her in time.
She went over, took out a suitable overcoat, carefully rolled it up, and placed it in the suitcase.
"And a suit!"
"The first door on the right side."
Shirts, socks, clothes... She methodically helped him pack, sorting everything into the suitcase categorically.
