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Zuo Zixian felt uncomfortable all over because he didn't take a shower or change clothes last night, so he walked straight into the bathroom.

On the simple European dressing table in the bathroom, there were some men's things neatly arranged, like shampoo and facial lotion, as well as a razor and a toothbrush with used toothpaste.

This time, Zuo Ziqian immediately understood that this room was Ling Yiheng's room! A strange feeling spread from the bottom of her heart. She always felt that it was strange to be sleeping in a man's bed.

But in addition to his things, there was a new set of utensils, toothpaste and a toothbrush, and a brand-new towel.

Zuo Zixian picked it up and looked at it. Her cat like beautiful eyes flashed, she didn't expect him to be so attentive. These were all obviously all prepared for her.

She wasn't a person who didn't feel anything. She would naturally remember what others had done to her.

However, when this man thought about what he had done, she could not muster much gratitude. Especially when she thought of how it was a deal between them, she felt even more awkward.

She stopped thinking about it and took a shower. She casually used his shampoo and shower gel, changed her clothes, and left the room.

His wet hair spread over his body and quickly soaked the clothes on his back.

She looked at the bed where she slept messily, bent down to straighten the sheets, and then folded them neatly before walking out the door with a sigh of relief.

Ling Yiheng was in the living room preparing breakfast. When he saw her coming out, he gave her a faint glance. Seeing her wet hair, he reminded her, "The hair dryer is under the coffee table in front of the sofa."

"Understood, thank you." She went over to the coffee table and bent over to get a hairdryer.

However, she did not find the hair dryer, but she was surprised to see a book about red wine research.

She suddenly felt a little surprised. If she remembered correctly, L. Force was mainly in the real estate and cultural industries. The wine industry had only been developed in the last two years. Did he like studying red wine?

In fact, he could understand it too. A man with an elegant taste like his was indeed very suitable for studying red wine.

Unconsciously, she flipped through the book and found that there was something about red wine that even she did not know.

Suddenly, she felt the aura of a man behind her, causing her to turn her head away.

Ling Yiheng glanced at the book in her hand with an expressionless face, but didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Zuo Zizhen did not hold back his curiosity and asked him softly, "Do you like red wine too?"

There was not the slightest change in his expression as he calmly replied, "I need to work."

These four simple words had already answered Zuo Zixian's question. She felt that this was understandable. After all, he was a workaholic. Naturally, he needed to do some research on the newly opened industries.

However, for some reason, she felt that this answer was not from the bottom of her heart. However, since he had already said so, she had no time to ask any further.

After all, they weren't that close, and she didn't have the habit of prying into other people's secrets.

She lightly nodded her head and asked, "Is the hair dryer here?"

This question was obviously changing the topic.

"I remember wrongly. It should be in my study room. Wait a moment, I'll go get it for you." As he said that, he turned around and went to his study. As soon as he entered, he saw the hair dryer that he had placed on the desk that didn't fit the entire room. After taking it, he went out and handed it to Zuo Zixian.

After handing her the hair dryer, Ling Yiheng took the phone to the window ledge in the corner, dialed Zhou Heng's number, and directly instructed, "Remember to call someone to come to my room this morning and change out the bedsheets and bedclothes."

Zhou Hengli landed on the ground and answered without any hesitation. His expression and words were like gold, just like Ling Yiheng.

He hung up the phone and turned around to see Zuo Zixian blowing on her hair. Her hair was soft and light.

It was a German brand he often used. It tasted light, but it was good.

When he realized that she had shared a bottle of shampoo with him, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable emotion. His heart that had always felt empty seemed to have a faint warmth and strangeness in a very short period of time. It slowly spread from his chest all the way to his lips.

However, he quickly covered it up, as he didn't want Zuo Zizhen to find out.

At this moment, she seemed even more lively after letting go of her long hair. Her eyelashes were long, gently fluttering under the hair dryer, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind. Her lips were as red as a rose that had just bloomed.

Unconsciously, he thought back to the kiss the two of them had given him. That intense kiss.

He knew that if he hadn't stopped, he would have taken her to bed. However, he didn't like her resistance, and he didn't want himself to be in heat like a casual man, so he gave up.

But now that he thought about it, he felt some regret.