Zhang Qixiang actually knew that Liu Zhizhong had arrived and that the waiter let him come out; she was even more aware of what would happen.
But she was born the proud young lady of the Zhang Family.
Even if she desired it in her heart, she couldn't initiate the conversation with Liu Zhizhong; he had to be the one to speak up first.
As expected, after Liu Zhizhong made a phone call, she agreed to come over.
As soon as Liu Zhizhong hung up the phone, he went upstairs, entered the bedroom, stripped completely, and quickly took a shower to wash away a day's exhaustion.
Wrapped in a towel, exuding a pleasant and refreshing fragrance, he had just stepped out of the bathroom when Zhang Qixiang pushed the door open and entered.
The moment she saw his firm and tall frame, especially his broad shoulders and well-developed chest, her heartbeat accelerated.