Mi Li stared at his back, a layer of mist clouding her eyes. Within her pitch-black pupils, a hint of suspicion glimmered. That scent on him just now—it was undeniably mixed with a woman's fragrance. Who had he gone to see? Could it be that girl named Xin Xiaozhen? How could it be? He's Lun Sui—not Yu Chenxi's. How is that even possible...
She tightened her clenched fists and shook her head, telling herself she was overthinking. Following him into the bedroom, she headed straight to the bathroom. The door was locked; unable to open it, she could only sit by the bed and wait.
Not long after, Lun Sui emerged, dressed in a bathrobe.
Mi Li watched him stand before the full-length mirror, towel in hand, drying his hair. Rising from the bed, she walked over and hugged him from behind, softly pressing her cheek against his back.
She murmured tenderly, "These past two days you were gone, I realized just how much I love you."
