However, she couldn't escape.
He gave the pre-arranged role to Qiao Yuchu just to warn her, don't you dare run away!
To leave, or not to leave.
Xia Shi was torn.
Before she could make a decision, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and a handsome, tall man appeared at the doorway wearing a loose bathrobe.
He was holding a towel in his hand, wiping the still dripping hair.
Although Zhai En had Eastern lineage, he had deep-set eyes like those of Westerners.
When he gazed at someone with affection, it made you feel like the only one in the world.
His features were also deep-set, with distinct lines.
This was a charming and dignified man, exuding confidence and charisma of a successful person.
After a shower, his face was slightly flushed from the steam, with droplets still hanging on his nose.
The water droplets from his damp hair rolled down his neck.
Some were absorbed by the bathrobe, while others flowed over his solid chest.
