When they returned to Maple Residence, it was close to 10 p.m. There was still food in the pot that Wang Hui had left to keep warm on the stove.
Xi Xiaye did not quite have an appetite, yet because Mu Yuchen insisted, she drank two and a half bowls of soup before going upstairs for a bath.
When Mu Yuchen finished tidying up and went upstairs, more than half an hour had passed. The bedroom was quiet while the bathroom light was still switched on, yet there was no sound of water running.
"Xiaye?" He called out quite a few times, but there was no answer from her. Concern surfaced between his brows as he immediately walked towards the bathroom without a second thought.
He pushed the bathroom door open, and a dense mist came towards him. The hazy mist brought a faint scent with it. He squinted through the haziness and quickly saw the petite woman who was soaking in the bathtub.