I Can Take It
The bathroom door suddenly opened, releasing a puff of white mist carrying a fresh, pleasant mint scent.
Song Guanyu was still standing dazed at the doorway. She swallowed, tightening the collar of her bathrobe.
Liang Jiasong had left. The look in his eyes just now had made her extremely uncomfortable—as if she were standing naked before him under that predatory gaze. It felt like a poisonous snake or a wild beast. After staring at her for a long moment, Liang Jiasong spoke in the same flat tone he always used with her: "Father sent me to find you. He wants to ask about your secret marriage. Also, I'll pick you up tomorrow for dinner at home."
Song Guanyu lowered her lashes and nodded, still dazed.
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