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As soon as Zhang Hao thought about He Qianhui having to go to work the next morning, he didn't dare take up her rest time.
"Wife, go to sleep earlier, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning,"
He Qianhui responded with a muffled acknowledgment and quickly settled under the covers to sleep.
On the other hand, Zhang Hao fiddled with his phone nonstop.
For such a long time, the woman who had come to him for physical therapy hadn't sent him any messages.
If it weren't for her name in his chat list, Zhang Hao would have almost forgotten about her.
Just as he was thinking about her, she actually sent a message.
Upon seeing the message from this woman, Zhang Hao almost threw his phone in a panic.
Thankfully, he managed to get a hold of it in the end; otherwise, the slightest noise would have woken He Qianhui, who had just fallen asleep.
In order not to disturb her rest, Zhang Hao quietly got out of bed and went alone to the study next door.
