After a brief struggle, I ultimately decided not to look at the business plan for Zhuomei that Mi Cai had left on the coffee table. Perhaps I'm not the most upright person, but I'm not willing to stoop to such petty theft. I constantly remind myself to know my limits in life. I would not harm Mi Cai and the Zhuomei Shopping Center she works for with such near-thieving methods for my own personal gain.

The sound of the washing machine drum turning came from the bathroom. After a while, Mi Cai came out of the bathroom and sat back on the sofa, picking up the monthly business plan again. But she treated me, sitting next to her, as if I were air.

I couldn't find my sense of existence, so I said to Mi Cai, "By the way, I took a set of bedding from your room yesterday. You wouldn't want me to sleep in your bed, right? That would disgust you even more. So, I think you wouldn't be angry about this."

"No, you can use it," Mi Cai said indifferently.