Song Guanchao ran down two streets before finding a 24-hour convenience store.
He bought several packs of all kinds of sanitary napkins.
He knocked on the door, but nobody responded.
Wu Qiangwei sent a message, "Just come in."
Song Guanchao entered the code, went inside, and found no one in the living room.
The sound of water came from the bathroom.
He walked over and placed the items at the door, "Secretary, I've left them at your door."
"Thank you."
"It's nothing, I'll head back now."
"Alright, drive safely, and send me a message when you get home."
"Uh, that won't be necessary."
"Just send it... ah!"
She suddenly screamed, and Song Guanchao's actions were faster than his thoughts as he pushed open the bathroom door, "Secretary, what's happening...?"
He didn't finish his sentence when he saw Wu Qiangwei sitting on the floor, water spraying from the showerhead, creating a transparent curtain of rain, under which she looked like a fairy fresh from her bath.