Zhan Jingting didn't expose him, but the fact that he dared to be so confident in giving him acupuncture meant that it was definitely more than just a superficial matter.

The man's face gradually regained its color. He sat up and gently kissed her on the cheek. "Good morning, madam."

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"Zhan Jingting, how can you be in so much pain one second and start flirting with me the next?"

The man chuckled softly, "Exceptionally gifted, self-taught."

"Self-praise."

After Qiao Wanwan finished washing up, she went to the next room to get her suitcase. As soon as she pushed the door open, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The first thing you see is an extremely luxurious walk-in closet, filled with women's clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry cabinets.

It can be called a woman's paradise.

At the Qiao family home, Qiao Yuqi also has a large walk-in closet, but it can't compare to the one in front of her.

Qiao Wanwan took out her clothes from her suitcase and changed. When she went out, Zhan Jingting came out of the master bedroom.

Qiao Wanwan didn't want to interfere, but she couldn't help asking, "Master Zhan, just how many women do you keep to have such a big walk-in closet?"

Zhan Jingting looked at her, "Didn't you notice they're all your size?"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

She belatedly realized, "Don't tell me it was prepared for me."

"Otherwise what?"

Qiao Wanwan was stunned, feeling a strange and inexplicable sensation in her heart.

I felt a little touched, and a little sweet, like when I was a child finally getting a lollipop I'd been craving.

"Madam Zhan, I have never kept a woman before." The man suddenly said solemnly, "From today onwards, I will only take care of you. If I do not take good care of you, you can tell me, and I will definitely correct it."