Ye Qianqian was taking a shower?
Shen Zhilie checked the time. It was seven in the evening—still early.
But on second thought, she had woken up before six in the morning. After a full day of activities, it was only natural that she'd be tired now.
However, the sound of running water gave resurgence to Shen Zhilie's turbulent emotions that he had worked hard to keep at bay.
Thirsty! He was thirsty!
Shen Zhilie determinedly guzzled two bottles of water, and released a long breath.
He stood up and walked over to the window at the corner. He opened the window.
The cool breeze swept in, and helped to break him out of his daze.
Leaning again the balustrade, Shen Zhilie took a deep breath.
This drunken woman was going to be the death of him!
Shen Zhilie waited for a moment longer, and suddenly heard the door to the bathroom open behind him.
He turned around and saw Ye Qianqian walking out.
