From dusk till dark, Su Lingzhi was carried out of the studio by Fu Yinli.
As footsteps echoed, lights in the hallway flickered on one by one, guiding the two downstairs.
Fu Yinli placed her in the bathtub, observing her exhausted look, his brows knitted tightly, he softly murmured, "What a little troublemaker."
After she was clean, Su Lingzhi hung onto him, letting him play with her hair.
"Is the curly hair hereditary?"
The sound of the hairdryer drowned out his voice, making it impossible to hear what he said.
After her hair was dried, Su Lingzhi released his neck, weakly asking, "Did we have emergency contraception at home?"
"I sent someone to buy it; it will arrive soon."
Fu Yinli compassionately embraced her, "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
Su Lingzhi furrowed her brows tightly, her gaze filled with reproach and helplessness toward him.
She didn't say anything more.
