At this moment, Wen Zhi was still lost in thought and hadn't noticed He Hanjin emerging from the bathroom.
A smooth voice rose beside her ear, "What's captivating your thoughts so deeply?"
Wen Zhi couldn't help but tremble slightly with fright, and turning her head, she saw He Hanjin showing off his muscular chest, slightly bending over and leaning close to her.
This scene made Wen Zhi's breathing hitch, yet her eyes were fixated on his well-toned chest.
Seeing her entranced, He Hanjin let out a laugh before picking up the hairdryer from the dressing table and gently began to blow-dry her hair.
"Don't you blow-dry your hair when I'm not here?"
Feeling embarrassed by her own fanciful thoughts, Wen Zhi replied softly, "No."
"People say we're like an old married couple now, and thinking about it, it's true. It's been over a decade since we met, but our relationship wasn't always as harmonious as it is now."
