📖 Story Synopsis: The next day, after finishing breakfast, I was about to go meet a client when my girlfriend, Margarita, stormed back home in a rage. The moment she got home, she threw her luggage onto the floor. “I just got back from a business trip. Fine, you didn’t come pick me up, but now you’re leaving without saying a single word?” I looked at her, not understanding what she was so angry about, and continued putting on my shoes. Margarita impatiently tossed her coat into my hands. “I ate hot pot yesterday, and now my coat reeks of it. Go wash it for me.” As she spoke, she yawned. “I’m going to catch up on some sleep now. I didn’t even put on a face mask yesterday, and now my skin’s all dry.” After saying that, she kicked off her shoes and walked inside, casually leaving them scattered on the floor. I quietly looked at Margarita, casually placed her coat on the sofa, then turned to leave. “I’m going out now. I don’t have time. Wash it yourself.”