When Xi Tian saw the chairman smiling, he could not help but wonder if the chairman had been faking his mysophobia for more than 20 years.
Xi Chenxiao's mysophobia had tortured them for years.
Xi Tian looked at the starry sky speechlessly. As expected, only Su Jin could change the chairman.
Ten minutes later, the motorcade slowly drove back to the manor.
Xi Chenxiao carried Su Jin, who was already asleep and went back to the bedroom. He gently placed Su Jin on the bed.
When he saw Su Jin sleeping soundly, he could not help but reach out to pinch Su Jin's face.
Her smooth and white skin was like a piece of high-quality jade. He could not bear to take his hand away.
If Su Jin had not slept, he would ask what had happened to her just now and how did she hurt her arms.
Xi Chenxiao sat by the bed for a long time before he got up and went to the bathroom.
