Zhiyun glanced at him beside her and asked, "Did you make it rain artificially?"

After asking, he slowly raised his hand with an innocent look on his face, "How could I do such a childish thing."

Zhiyun suspected that he had created artificial rainfall.

But looking at his expression, she became unsure again. When she thought about how good he was at acting, Zhiyun became half-believing and half-doubting.

"Can I borrow an umbrella? Just come to the door. I have a car."

"No," he said.

Zhiyun's expression suddenly froze.

He then said, "My umbrella is only for my wife. How can you lend it to me? It's too polite."

Zhiyun: “…”

"Are you my wife?" he asked.

Zhiyun's expression at this moment is hard to describe, she feels extremely aggrieved.

She hadn't felt this aggrieved in a long time. She never let herself feel aggrieved. The last time she felt aggrieved was because of him. Zhiyun thought, whether he had lost his memory or not, he had taken advantage of her.

Besides, he has become suspicious now and will investigate at any time.

If he finds out about their relationship, there will inevitably be another tangle...

"Forget it, I'm not worthy."

Why do you need an umbrella? I'll just get wet in the rain!

A little rain is not a big deal, but the rain is a bit too heavy now.

Although getting caught in the rain won’t hurt a single bit of meat, it’s not too far from the gate.

Zhiyun plunged into the rain and ran quickly towards the gate.

She was wearing high heels and couldn't run too fast. By the time she reached the gate, her skirt was already wet, not to mention her hair. She stood by the door, shook off the rain on her body, tossed her hair, and was about to go out when she found the gate was closed.

Moreover, no one opened the door here!

This is an electronic door.

"Can someone open the door? I need to get out!"

No response.

Zhiyun tried to open the door herself, but the door was electronically controlled and she couldn't open it. Wasn't there always someone guarding the door?

Zhiyun waited for a while, but still felt a little cold. Her shoulders trembled, and she raised her hand to wipe away the water droplets on her eyelashes.

Just as she was thinking of a solution, a man holding a black umbrella walked towards her in the hazy rain.

Zhiyun's vision was a little blurry, with water droplets on her eyebrows and eyelashes. It was not until he came closer and closed his umbrella that Zhiyun could see him clearly.

In a rage, Zhiyun roared: "Han Qingrang! You locked the door, can't you afford to play?!"

The person walking out of the rain holding a black umbrella was Han Qingrang.

Zhiyun was so angry about his outrageous actions.

To keep her, he really would have resorted to any means. It must have been artificial rainfall, otherwise he wouldn't have been so sudden. He even locked the door, not letting her leave. And yet he pretended to be innocent. It was simply... unbearable!!

He was holding a folded white towel in his hand.

He put the umbrella aside and leaned against it, then pulled out the white towel, which was an extra large one.

Without further ado, he wrapped a white towel around her, covered her head, and wiped her hair. His movements were gentle, but within that gentleness, there was a hint of depression.

I don't know what the depression is caused by.

As he wiped her, Zhiyun's temper gradually subsided, and her voice became softer: "Han Qingrang, your behavior is really too much. I don't like you doing this."

"I want to test the extent of your indulgence towards me." He said in a light voice with no ups and downs.

Zhiyun: “…”