He wasn't sure if the AC was on in the basement, but his hair stood on end the moment he reached the first sublevel.
"Great-Grandma is really extravagant, turning on the AC even in the basement," he muttered to himself.
A cute voice came from behind him: "You're cold too, mister? Want me to share half of my curtain with you?"
"Heh heh... Thanks..." Jin Fan reached out, his hand brushing against something icy cold. When he turned around, a pale woman in red stood before him.
Jin Fan had seen her before in the livestream; he thought she was the cleaner Shen Zhiyao had hired.
But he found it very strange. 'Why would a cleaner be wrapped in such a thick curtain?'
Not only was she wrapped in the curtain, but she was now enthusiastically tearing off half of it to drape over Jin Fan.
Jin Fan glanced at the bedsheet, thinking it looked dirty, and tactfully refused, "Actually, I don't feel that cold anymore... Thanks, though! You may be ugly, but you're a kind person."
