"I doubt he'll listen, even with an explanation," she pondered, recalling the old master's persistent obstinacy.
"It's alright," Xu Pei assured, a meaningful smile gracing her lips. "I've told you, Yao Yao is our Xiao Xiao's child bride. The old master will undoubtedly come around."
The old master persisted in being overbearing and unreasonable.
She remained resolute in believing only in what she desired.
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At night, Su Wen finally managed to coax the excited children to sleep before returning to her guest room. After a leisurely shower, she emerged with half-dried hair.
Approaching the bedside to continue drying her hair, she was startled to find two long legs playfully knocking against the bed.
Su Wen was taken aback. She distinctly remembered locking the door from the inside before her shower—a habit she had developed while working alone.
Why was there another person in the room?
He entered while she was showering.
