Morning, waking up.
Feng Chengjin shook his head, feeling that this night seemed a bit different than usual.
As he propped himself up and lifted the quilt, he was slightly taken aback.
He was stunned for a moment, then pressed his lips together and walked towards the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water splashing came through.
The maids also pushed open the door and came in, deftly changing the sheets and duvet cover. When they took off the white duvet cover, the two maids exchanged a glance and simultaneously laughed quietly at that suspicious damp spot as they buried their heads.
Twenty minutes later, when Feng Chengjin came out of the bathroom, the maid naturally went in, took Feng Chengjin's freshly changed loungewear and underwear, and walked out.
Feng Chengjin didn't pay much attention.
Having cleaned himself up, he dried his hair with a smoke-gray towel while walking towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
