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Fu Hengyi took a cold shower and came out to see the woman already sleeping like a log on the bed, which pissed him off to the point of gritting his teeth. He stood by the bed glaring at her for a long time but eventually turned over and climbed into bed.

The moment he lay down, Shen Qinglan naturally rolled into his embrace. He resignedly glanced at the person in his arms and sighed helplessly, "I must have owed you something in my last life."

Fu Hengyi hardly slept all night, the irritation stoked by a certain woman not even quenched by a cold shower. As soon as day broke, he got up.

He went out for a walk and, when he came back, had several bags in hand before he plunged into the kitchen.

When Shen Qinglan woke up, she did not see Fu Hengyi but heard noises coming from the kitchen, so she wandered over. She leaned against the kitchen door, her whole demeanor lazy and relaxed.

The air was filled with the faint scent of porridge mixed with the fragrance of red dates.