Back at the Dihor Garden, Rong Yan took a shower, dried her hair, and came out of the bathroom to find a steaming bowl of ginger water in the living room.
The tall man had already changed into home clothes, the deep coffee-colored striped cotton pajamas looking comfortable and elegant on him. Seeing Rong Yan coming out, he waved, "Come over and drink some ginger water, so you don't catch a cold."
"I just had chicken soup, this is too much," she complained, but her steps didn't stop as she obediently walked over, picked up the bowl, and wrinkled her brow from the spicy ginger scent. She closed her eyes and drank it quickly.
"Oh, it's spicy," Rong Yan finished in one go, quickly putting the bowl down.
Suddenly, a candy appeared in front of her. Rong Yan lifted her gaze, her lips curled up unconsciously, as she accepted it, peeled off the wrapper, and popped it into her mouth.
The sweet strawberry flavor spread in her mouth, sweetness reaching her heart.
