The bedroom door was knocked, and Si Ye flicked away the cigarette butt, speaking faintly, "Come in."
Auntie Zhou pushed the door open and neatly placed a set of prepared clothes on the sofa, "Young Master, these clothes are for Miss Chen."
"Mhm," Si Ye nodded.
"Young Master, should I prepare some cold medicine? Miss Chen just got caught in the rain, and if she doesn't take any medicine, she might catch a cold."
"Fine, go prepare it."
"Yes." Auntie Zhou respectfully left and soon came back with a cup of hot water and some medicine tablets, placing them on the nightstand.
Chen Zhi came out wrapped in a bath towel and met Si Ye's eyes.
The man was leaning casually against the balcony railing, his hands resting nondescriptly, as his dark eyes firmly gazed at her, making her uncomfortably unsettled.
Averting her gaze, Chen Zhi tried to speak, "Could you prepare a set of clothes for me? I will pay you back."
