That was Xie Yuan's voice.
Su Miaomiao bit her lip, she was not a blank slate who understood nothing, naturally knowing what this time, this place, and this voice implied.
She thought Xie Yuan was a Buddha's disciple devoid of worldly desires, but it turned out, he had an indulgent side behind closed doors.
Faintly hearing the sound of the water in the bathroom stop, she feared running into Xie Yuan.
She didn't even bother to drink the water, quickly turning around and running back to her room.
Xie Yuan got dressed and opened the bathroom door to come out.
He immediately saw a furry little cat slipper left behind in the hallway.
He wheeled himself forward, picking up the slipper.
Glancing upstairs, he saw the door tightly closed, not even a sliver of light escaping.
He raised his hand wanting to twist the Buddha Beads but realized he had taken them off and left them in the study while bathing.
Did she hear? Did it scare her?
