Chapter 671

Her things, always do not like others to touch, what does she now regard the apartment as, her own home?

Fangke anxiously followed to the sofa. Although she didn't know why Catherine was so hostile to her, she knew that one thing must be because of the young master.

"Miss, I won't go." Fangke shook her head and looked at the tea table with her cold eyes. She exclaimed, and immediately rushed to the tea table and began to clean up: "I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean to! I just ordered takeout when there was nothing to eat at home... You came back before I had time to collect it."

She cleaned up flustered. The takeout box fell onto the carpet. Fangke hurriedly reached out to pick it up. However, there were still residual soup stains flowing out of the box and dirty the pure white carpet.

Seeing that she was in trouble, she turned in fear and took out a paper towel to wipe the carpet again and again, trying to wipe the conspicuous oil stain clean.

Catherine snorted coldly and looked contemptuously at her in a hurry.

Fangke knew that she had done something wrong. The more anxious she was, the more hurried she was. The beverage bottle tilted and rolled from the tea table. She reached out for it and caught it. Then she looked at a lot of snack bags, gathered them together with her arms, grabbed them and threw them into the dustbin.

She was so eager for quick success that several snack bags fell and all kinds of potato chips fell all over the floor.

Fangke was already sweating with anxiety. At the moment, she wished she could have ten hands!

Anxious at the same time, he secretly annoyed himself why he ate so much! If the young master thinks she is a sloppy woman after such a mess, what can he do!

After all the garbage was put into the trash can, she went to the utility room to get a vacuum cleaner. When she turned back, she hit the vertical table lamp in the living room, and the lamp broke into debris.

"Enough!" Have a cold drink.

Catherine turned her head to look at her, who was nervous and uneasy, and lifted up the corner of her lips: "I don't think it's messy enough here, is it?"

"No, no... miss, no! I, I just want to... Clean up here..."

"I'll say it for the last time." Before she finished, Catherine could not bear to interrupt, "if you don't want to die, get out!"

Catherine was really angry, and her whole body sent out a cold evil spirit, which was the same as her look when she killed. Fangke was so scared that she softened her legs and didn't want to go, so she had to go now.

Because Catherine's look was telling her that what she said was definitely more than a threat!

Throwing down the vacuum cleaner, Fangke ran out shivering.

When the apartment was quiet, Catherine picked up the phone to call aunt hour. Yu Guang glanced at the broken vertical table lamp and put the phone down again.

As if nothing had happened, he went back to his bedroom, took a bath and lay down to rest.

When Christine came back in the evening, he stopped as soon as he opened the door.

A mess!

He almost thought that the apartment was visited by some unknown thief. When he saw Catherine coming out of the bedroom, he closed the door and asked, "don't tell me the thief in the apartment."

"Follow up the thief." Catherine casually poured a glass of water and held it in her hand: "the thief said you brought it in. I almost took it as my home."

Christine first thought of Fanke, the woman brought back from Xi Jue.

She did everything here?