Apart from weekends and vacations, Han Jingwen spent most of his time living here.
Therefore, the apartment had everything one might need.
He first got Chen Qingtian a new set of toiletries, and then handed her a shirt he had never worn before: "Go take a shower first."
Only after Chen Qingtian entered the bathroom did he turn to the kitchen to prepare ginger soup. After that, he swiftly returned to the bedroom's washroom to shower and change into clean clothes, haphazardly drying his hair.
When Chen Qingtian came out of the bathroom, her hair was damp and draped over her shoulders. She stood at the bathroom door, clutching a towel, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Han Jingwen wiped his hands, came out of the kitchen, and seeing her standing motionless, walked over to her, led her to the sofa, and covered her exposed long, straight legs with a blanket.
Then he wrapped her damp hair in a towel, gently dried her hair, and carefully blow-dried it with a hairdryer.
