Gu Yan cautiously glanced at the doorway, lifted the quilt, picked up the bag, and dashed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
She instinctively looked at herself in the mirror and found that most of the swelling on her face had subsided, no wonder she hadn't felt any pain upon waking.
Was it Tang Yuxiu who applied the medicine for her?
She took a shower before putting on the clothes Tang Yuxiu had brought.
Just a simple shirt and jeans, but they were branded clothes she had never worn before!
Gu Yan sighed once again, the rich really are willful.
She gathered her courage, opened the door of the master bedroom, and walked into the living room.
Tang Yuxiu was lounging lazily on the sofa, legs crossed, one hand on his leg and the other on the sofa, exuding an aura of undeniable nobility.
Gu Yan hesitantly approached, lowered her head, and spoke softly, "Thank you."
The TV was off today, yet Tang Yuxiu still gazed ahead, eyes deep, "Thank me for what?"
