In the bathroom of the Capital's Xie Manor.
"Little Jiu Jiu, shall we shower together?" Feng Qing asked softly as she took off Xie Jiuhan's dirty clothes that were stained with blood.
Xie Jiuhan's expression was dark. The gaze he used to look at Feng Qing was filled with danger and warning. He didn't want Feng Qing's hands to be stained with blood. Without waiting for him to reject, Feng Qing pulled off her bathrobe and pounced into the man's arms. Instantly, the spring tide surged in the bathroom and the strong wind swept up the autumn waters, causing ripples.
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In the living room of the Xie Manor, Su Yu returned.
For the past few days, Su Yu's family had something on, so Ji Yunchen had been serving Xie Jiuhan on his behalf. He was Xie Jiuhan's private doctor and good friend, but now, he was half an assistant.
"I just came back. I heard that the Ninth Master acted up today?" Su Yu asked.
