While washing her hair, Ye Ling initially kept her eyes open, but looking up, she saw Shen Bin meeting her gaze directly without evasion. His eyes were cold, but Ye Ling sensed peace within them.
The water at the perfect temperature slowly made her hair wet, the shampoo was gently rubbed on her head, turning into foam. Her scalp was massaged lightly, neither too strong nor too weak, just enough to stop the itchiness, until the rinse water washed away, over and over, finally making Ye Ling feel her scalp could breathe. Then, a towel gently wiped her hair.
"I won't say much about the incident, I think Zhao Guodong has told you everything, and I've informed the Shen Family. If something like this happens again, I won't intervene." Shen Bin's cold and hard voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly in the quiet room.
Ye Ling said nothing.
