Qin Xin rubbed her temples wearily.
Suddenly, her shoulders felt a slight weight, a wave of warmth enveloping her.
Behind her, the man draped his coat over her, and said in a low voice, "Running out in a bathrobe, hmm… Is the young lady hoping to catch a cold so that I have to take your temperature?"
Embarrassed, Qin Xin put away her phone.
Her face felt a bit hot: "The bathwater was a little too warm, I'm not cold."
Nalan Ye Jue gazed into her eyes: "I set the water temperature to precisely 41.5 degrees, it shouldn't be too hot… But perhaps there's an issue with the thermostat, next time I'll test it myself before letting you bathe."
He subtly provided her with a way to step down.
She willingly followed his lead: "Alright."
He didn't ask why she was alone on the balcony in the cold wind, didn't mention the phone call, and showed no intention of prying into her privacy.
He simply held her hand gently, wrapped his coat around her, and led her back to the living room.
