Her voice was very low, and An Ke could make out that there should be the sound of water filling the bathtub, so she could only barely hear what was being said and couldn't accurately judge the tone of her speech.
Of course, perhaps there was no particular tone to begin with.
It was just oppressively low and exceptionally slow.
An Ke didn't overthink it and guessed that perhaps they had argued last night, so Chi Huan was feeling down. Thus, she said, "Alright, Miss Chi, if you need anything, you can call me or you can ask for Mother Li."
Chi Huan did not respond to her again, leaving only the sound of water running inside.
......
Inside the bathroom.
Chi Huan hadn't even taken off her clothes, still wrapped in the same robe from last night, head resting on the edge of the bathtub as the water gradually covered her body, rising higher and higher.
Cold, a chilling cold that penetrated her bones.
