While listening to the sound of flowing water, one could see a blurry, slender yet well-proportioned figure through the bathroom’s frosted glass door.
There was a trace of wickedness in Song Cheng’s long and narrow eyes. It made him different from the clever and capable financial group big boss that he was during the day. At night, Song Cheng was too evil and malicious.
“Tang Wan, bring me a bath towel!”
Su Kui went straight into the bedroom after dinner. The tableware would naturally be cleaned by the hourly worker who would come tomorrow.
It was a pleasure when women cooked once in a while, but it would be a loss if their delicate hands turned rough from becoming cooking maids.
The wool carpet in the bedroom was full of clothes that had been randomly thrown by Song Cheng. There were suit jackets, trousers, shirts, neckties as well as some odds and ends…
This damned man…
Su Kui gritted her teeth. She tidied up the scattered clothes while she planned on how to avoid him later. Suddenly, an emotionless voice rang out behind her, startling her.
She turned back and could see a tall and slim yet muscular figure through the frosted glass. That was the culprit.
Su Kui put down the clothes in her hands and hesitated for a while. She gritted her teeth and pulled out a clean bath towel from the drawer before she walked over with the towel in her hands.
After she knocked, the glass door opened to reveal a small gap in response. Su Kui immediately looked away as she was afraid of seeing something indecent.
Well, actually…
The real reason was that she was afraid of getting attracted by his beauty. Speaking of which, Song Cheng’s appearance and body were indeed outstanding. He was actually 1.9 meters tall, which was comparable to a model.
Su Kui wanted to squeeze the bath towel through the gap, but the person inside abruptly pushed the door.
Su Kui cried out as cold water splashed all over her face and body.
Why did God always favor men in this world?
Jun Mo was one of them, and now, Song Cheng was another.