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Neither of them spoke after that.

After Qiao Jiusheng finished washing Fang Yusheng's hair, she asked, "Do you want to take a shower again, or is that enough?"

"I'll soak for a while more."

"Okay."

Leaving Fang Yusheng alone in the bathroom, Qiao Jiusheng stood up and walked out.

Their suite had an entryway between the bathroom and the bedroom, which had a locker on the left and a mirror on the right. Qiao Jiusheng quickly glanced at the person in the mirror. There seemed to be a hint of excitement on her face. She shook her head and said softly, "You're not the person he loves at all."

His love at this moment was just a whim.