When Ning Youguang went downstairs again, she saw the tall figure standing in the middle of the living room.
"Why did you come over?" She walked over to him in surprise.
"I came to pay the child support for my son."
It seemed Shi Wangyue had just come in from outside, as he was damp all over, with his face, hair, and clothes completely wet.
The lower half of his pants was soaked, not to mention his leather shoes, which looked like they had been dipped in water.
A puddle had already formed on the floor where he stood.
Beside his feet was a well-protected gift bag, the contents of which were unknown.
"Sorry, it's raining quite heavily outside." Shi Wangyue shifted his feet, found that he had made the floor wet again, and stood back in his original spot.
One big drenched chicken.
During Ning Youguang's speechlessness.
Behind her, Xie Haitang's voice came, "Here, Xiaoyue, wipe off the water on you."
She handed a brand new towel to Shi Wangyue.
