After a moment, Wen Ying ventured, "Mr. Huo, I'm going to shower now?"
Huo Xingzhou didn’t even look up, merely humming in acknowledgment.
Wen Ying rose and walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes.
Standing before the mirror, she stared at her reflection and found the situation laughable.
How had she, step by step, allowed herself to become this person?
It was too late to wash her hair,
















