Wang Jinling was indeed considerate and attentive. The spacious and luxurious bathroom was fully stocked with shampoo, body wash, facial cleanser, and even bath towels. Standing under the showerhead, he felt a little dazed.

In the past, he could never have imagined that there would be such a day when he and Wang Jinling would get along so easily, smiling happily because of simple and plain conversations, without excessive suspicion and hostility. Although Chen Tinghan knew that she could not like him, it felt as if the two of them were really in love.

Of course, he repeatedly emphasized in his heart that it was just an illusion and Wang Jinling did not love anyone.

After a quick shower, Chen Tinghan, wrapped in a towel, opened the bathroom door. The clothes that had been hanging on the wall had disappeared. Wang Jinling's voice came from afar at the right moment: "Just wear the one folded next to you."

Chen Tinghan was startled and said, "Senior sister, I'll just change back to my original set."

There was no response from outside, so Chen Tinghan shouted, "Senior, this is not good, right?"

"Senior?"

"Senior!"

"Wang Jinling, you won't leave, will you?"

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Chen Tinghan had no choice but to change into the clothes Wang Jinling had prepared for him. When he came out, he realized she hadn't gone anywhere. She was sitting on a stool in the lounge area. She had even taken the time to change into a clean set of clothes. She was calm and composed. She looked at Chen Tinghan with a half-smile and asked, "How do you feel? Does it fit?"

"It fits." Chen Tinghan tugged at the corner of his clothes uncomfortably and looked at Wang Jinling warily: "It fits, but I'm a little scared."

Wang Jinling rolled her eyes charmingly and said, "Are you afraid that I'll pry into your privacy?"

"Some time ago, school uniforms were purchased for each grade in batches. I took note of the data you filled out," Wang Jinling said. "If you feel I've violated your privacy, please accept this set of clothes as an apology."

Her expression was unquestionable and her good intentions were unquestionable, but Chen Tinghan surprisingly did not feel disgusted.

Looking down at himself, the clothes were simple in style and plain in color, but the casual style suited him very well. Wearing it, he looked more like a serious high school student of sixteen or seventeen years old, rather than a crazy chuunibyou.

I touched the fabric and it felt quite smooth and comfortable. I wonder how much it costs.

I owed Shanshan a cell phone one moment, and then I accepted a set of clothes from my senior. I have to repay favors.

"Then I'll respectfully obey." Chen Tinghan suddenly remembered something and said, "Where are the clothes I changed into?"

"Here they are." Next to them, a woman in work clothes appeared in the gym without anyone noticing, carrying a basket filled with the clothes that the two had changed out of.

Chen Tinghan looked at her, then at Wang Jinling, a little surprised, but didn't say anything.

The woman put down her basket, stepped forward, and handed over a business card with only a delicate logo and a phone number on it. She said, "My last name is Yang, Yang Huazhan. You can call me if you need anything."

Chen Tinghan suddenly laughed and said, "What do you do? It's not written on it."

A hint of surprise crossed her face, but she quickly concealed it.

It seemed that she was surprised that Wang Jinling did not communicate with Chen Tinghan in advance. In fact, she was surprised that some people in Wanghai did not recognize this logo.

It’s not because her company is so amazing or great, but simply because it started early and spent a lot of money on advertising. You can see the blue logo with coconuts and sea fish printed on it when you walk down the street.

She said, "I'm from Wanghai Friendship Company. My main job is housekeeping. You can also think of it as part-time work. I can come to your house to clean, cook, take care of children, and take care of your children. All of these are possible."

Chen Tinghan looked at her and said, "You don't look like someone who does this."

This is not sarcasm, but the fact. Yang Huazhan is nearly forty years old. She is well-maintained, has a good figure, and is quite charming. She is dressed like an urban beauty. She looks like a clerk or an office worker in an office building, but not like a housekeeper.

She smiled shyly and said, "Mine, the price is quite high."

Chen Tinghan looked at her, and his insightful eyes made her clench her hands behind her back.

At this moment, Wang Jinling suddenly stood up and said, "Sister Yang is in charge of this gym. If you have any needs, such as what you want to eat or what equipment you need, you can call her."

This explanation simply cut off Chen Tinghan's further inquiries and also explained her identity and origin.

But the key is not her identity, but what is her relationship with Wang Jinling.

Chen Tinghan let out a sigh. He went through the list of people under Wang Jinling in his previous life in his mind, but there was no sign of this person. In addition, he expanded the scope, not only limited to Wang Jinling and the Wang family, but also expanded it to the entire Wanghai, but still could not find any important person named "Yang Huazhan".

I can't rule out a pseudonym, but that's thinking too much.

Looking at it from another angle, the person she dared to let herself meet was most likely someone without any problems.

Chen Tinghan had not completely let down his guard, but Wang Jinling had already approached.

Then a key was handed over.

Her brows were sharp, but now they were furrowed, leaving only a soft light in her eyes. "Will you come again?"

Chen Tinghan faced her gaze in silence. After a minute of eye contact, he suddenly looked away and took the key.

Wang Jinling's smile blooms like a spring bud.

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After Chen Tinghan left, Wang Jinling stood there for a long time, with some image imprinted in her eyes.

"He's suspicious. As expected of a boy Miss Wang has taken a fancy to. His eyes are like a sharp knife, piercing my heart." Yang Huazhan said admiringly, "Do you want to enlist his help?"

Wang Jinling shook her head and denied it without explaining.

Yang Huazhan analyzed to herself: "He and you are not from the same world."

"Yes," Wang Jinling said, "He doesn't live in a world of innuendo, lies, and rhetoric, but he's also very smart and sees through it immediately. And then, thinking I had ulterior motives, he stays away from me, avoiding me as much as possible. Oh, it's really exhausting."

Immediately, Wang Jinling took off the clothes she had just changed into, regardless of her presence, and walked towards the bathroom without a single layer of clothing.

Yang Huazhan looked at her smooth back with a complicated look on her face. In the past, whenever she met a young and beautiful woman, she would think that everyone has been young before, and she would think that when she was young, she was more beautiful than anyone else, or at least on par with them.

And the master she recognized was even twenty years younger than her. If he were to go all out, which boy could resist his charm and wouldn't become her slave?

She shook her head and said loudly, "You haven't forgotten your promise, have you?"

Wang Jinling turned around, her tone seemingly calm, yet a turbulent wave lurked within. She said, "Our only enemy is Wang Kai."

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The place agreed upon by Chen Tinghan and You Shenyu was not formal. He was just asked to wait on the roadside. After a while, a car drove up and You Shenyu rolled down the window and told him to just talk in the car if he had anything to say.

As soon as he sat in the back seat, You Shenyu glanced at the rearview mirror and frowned: "Did he go to pick up a woman?"