When Ye Chuqing saw him letting go of her, she had a disappointed expression on her face.

I couldn't help but feel my heart aching slightly.

Because he had lied to him, could he no longer believe her words?

"Okay, you go take a shower! You are tired tonight, so have a good rest."

Mo Fengya called his servants to put some water in for her to take a bath.[

He sat down on the sofa again, picked up the documents and read through them.

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Ye Chuqing suddenly lost her courage and could no longer say those words.

I could only follow the servant upstairs with a heavier heart, find pajamas, walk into the bathroom and close the door.

Stepping into the bathtub, she felt the warm water soaking into her body.

There were too many things tonight that made her breathless.

Those firelights, those gunshots, those screams, and that force that pushed her out.

These things are tangled up in her nerves.

And she was very tired, but she didn't want to think about what happened tonight.

She wants to escape everything.

Then give yourself a chance to start over.

Ye Chuqing gradually fell asleep in the bathtub.

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Until Mo Fengya felt something was wrong and wanted to come up to take a look, he found that she fell asleep like this.

He was angry and helpless, so he could only get a big towel and fish her out of the water.

Dry yourself, dry your hair, and put on your nightgown.

Then put her on the bed.

He lowered his head and stared deeply at her tired face, and reached out his hand to touch her face gently.

Smile lightly, I won’t wake up like this.[

How tired she must be and why she always has such a hard time.

Seeing her working hard makes me feel hard too.

I really hope that in the future she can live a simpler, happier life without so much sorrow.

There are not so many secrets, just like all the happy girls in the world.

This is his greatest wish.

"Your hair is still wet. If you sleep like this, you will catch a cold. You will have a headache again tomorrow." Mo Fengya frowned and touched her soaked hair.

He looked like he didn't know how to deal with it.

But we can't really see her catching a cold like this.

Mo Fengya had no choice but to find a hair dryer, but she was lying on a pillow, so how should she blow it?

The most powerful leaders in the business also feel extremely headaches.

After thinking for a long time, I came up with a feasible method.
Chapter completed!