Sang Yu stifled a smile at the corner of her lips. Indeed, Zhang Lin had cleaned Gu Cheng's room thoroughly.
Too thoroughly...
Sang Yu, touched by Zhang Lin's warmth, spoke softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, for occupying your room."
"Hmm."
Gu Cheng pursed his lips, noticing the playful look in Sang Yu's eyes, and indulgently said, "You're all mine... do you think I'd still care about the room?"
Sang Yu: "..."
Indeed...
Accustomed to the man's usually reserved demeanor, Sang Yu's heart involuntarily skipped a beat in front of his charming smile now.
"Nonsense..."
With a blush on her face, Sang Yu walked to the balcony... and then checked the ensuite bathroom in the bedroom.
Everything one could need was there.
There really was no need to worry about lacking anything.
...
To celebrate Wenwen's smooth discharge, the Gu family prepared a lavish dinner.
They especially invited the elder Mr. Fu and Fu Yang to come over.
The elder Mr. Fu felt an itch in his heart...