She hadn't changed her old habits. She turned on the hot water and took a long, refreshing shower. When she got up to get dressed, her clothes were soaked through, so what was the point of wearing anything?

Fu Hange was almost furious. Nothing good ever came from going out with Gu Yuan. Whenever he was around, nothing went right for her. She decided she would never go out with him again.

She wrapped herself in the hotel towel and, gritting her teeth, called Gu Yuan.

Fu Hange had almost forgotten what she had just told Gu Yuan, asking him to send her clothes. She felt ashamed just thinking about it.

She waited anxiously, turning on the water in the bathroom and washing herself repeatedly. When her body temperature cooled down, she would soak in the tub again, but Gu Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

She remembered that when she called him just now, Gu Yuan neither agreed nor refused. Now that she thought about it, she might have been tricked. Maybe Gu Yuan had already left, or maybe he had simply forgotten about it.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fu Hange was still trapped in the bathroom, her body already soaked white, but there was still no sign of Gu Yuan.

Fu Hange was practically asleep in the bathroom; she'd never washed herself this thoroughly before. There seemed to be a noise outside the door, so she quickly wrapped herself in a towel, covering herself completely. She'd been soaking for so long that her limbs were weak, and her steps were much slower than usual. When she opened the door, it was none other than Gu Yuan, the one who'd stood by and watched her suffer. He was holding a white long-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans.

Seeing Fu Hange's expression, he was clearly taken aback and frowned slightly. Fu Hange didn't know what he was thinking, but she could tell that he was a little annoyed with himself.

Fu Hange didn't invite him in, but he took the initiative and easily brushed past her, tossing the pile of clothes aside. He was about to leave before he could even say a word to Fu Hange, but coincidentally, he was interrupted by a phone call.

As time went on, Gu Yuan's expression grew increasingly terrifying, and Fu Hange could clearly feel the chill emanating from him. She didn't know what the person on the phone had said to him, but she was certain that Gu Yuan was truly angry this time.

Gu Yuan slammed his phone to the ground, walked over to Fu Hange who was standing there in a daze, grabbed her hand and said fiercely, "You're really something, you'll do anything for money."

Fu Hange didn't understand what he was talking about. She only saw the veins bulging on Gu Yuan's forehead, his eyes seeming to spit fire, as if he might kill her at any moment. If it were anyone else, she would definitely have cursed back, but facing someone as domineering as Gu Yuan, she never dared to truly lash out at him. Right now, Gu Yuan was like a raging beast, capable of devouring her at any moment. She had no choice but to weakly ask, "What's wrong?"

This question only fueled Gu Yuan's anger. He pulled Fu Hange's hand against the wall, causing her back to slam against it painfully. Her hand was also turned around, and the pain brought tears to her eyes.

She instinctively wanted to beg for mercy, but hesitated to speak. She and Gu Yuan were equally proud, and when two people with such personalities were together, one of them would always suffer. Indeed, she was always the one who suffered.

Fu Hange gasped for breath in pain. Seeing this, Gu Yuan finally released her, his eyes fixed on Fu Hange: "Don't let this happen again, or you know the consequences."

The door slammed shut, and the room fell silent instantly. Fu Hange squatted on the floor, her pulse throbbing painfully. Looking at herself, still wearing a bath towel, she gave a self-deprecating laugh. She admitted that in front of Gu Yuan, she was always the one who looked pathetic.