Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

An Ying instinctively jumped back into the bathtub, looked towards the door, and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

A hand reached in, holding a bath towel, and waved it around.

Fu Chengli's voice came from behind the door: "You don't want a bath towel? Let me make it clear first, I'm a germaphobe, and sleeping naked in my bed is forbidden."

An Ying: "..."

Of course she needs a bath towel, but how is she going to get it? She's not wearing any clothes.

An Ying frowned, half-squatted in the bathtub, submerged her entire body in the water, and hid in the bathtub's cover.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then hand it to me."

She thought for a moment, then added, "Close your eyes."

Fu Chengli pushed open the door and entered.

He didn't close his eyes; they were wide open, like copper bells.

An Ying panicked: "You!"

Fu Chengli remained calm and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I won't look even if you take your clothes off."

After he finished speaking, he handed her a bath towel, and An Ying's arm emerged from the water.

Water droplets were scattered all over the ground, making it wet.

An Ying took the towel and said sullenly, "The lock on your bathroom door is broken."

Fu Chengli said in a nonchalant tone, "It's not broken."

An Ying: "I just locked it, how come you opened it again?"

Fu Chengli shook the key in his hand: "This is my house, and I can open all the locks in this house."

An Ying grabbed the bath towel in annoyance and glared at him resentfully.

Fu Chengli turned around and gently closed the bathroom door.

More than ten minutes passed, and An Ying still hadn't come out of the bathroom.

Fu Chengli knocked on the slightly ajar door.

An Ying's voice drifted over: "Um, I'm dizzy and can't stand up. Wait a minute, don't come in."

Fu Chengli leaned against the wall outside the bathroom door, raising one hand to rub his temples.

It's really killing me.

He took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and walked in. He saw An Ying leaning against the sink, her head hanging down, her arms propped on the counter, and a bath towel loosely tied around her body, so loose that it could almost be pulled off.

This bath towel is brand new and hasn't been used yet, but it still doesn't fit quite right.

The men's bath towel was rather short, barely covering her body, revealing her two slender, fair legs.

Although An Ying is only 1.62 meters tall, she has excellent body proportions.

An Ying's fingers, which were supporting her on the sink, trembled slightly, as if she had not yet recovered from the dizziness.

Fu Chengli glanced down at her, then hooked his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. He strode out of the bathroom and placed her on the bed.

An Ying felt completely safe, enveloped in the fragrant and soft blankets.

She gasped for breath, and her dizziness subsided considerably.

Fu Chengli took out the medicine that Secretary Chen had brought. The plastic bag contained various cold medicines and fever reducers, as well as a box of…

Fu Chengli frowned.

Why would that bastard Chen Xi buy this?

Does he think of Fu Chengli as the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress?

Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow, opened the bedside table drawer, and threw the small box inside.

Keep it for later.

After taking the fever reducer, An Ying fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Chengli watched An Ying's sleeping figure, then turned and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The bathroom was still filled with the hazy steam from her bath.

There were water stains left on the ground from where she had stepped.

Dirty clothes were piled up haphazardly and draped carelessly on the other side of the sink.

In the past, he would never have been able to tolerate this.

Now, it seems that she is gradually breaking through his bottom line.

For the first time, Fu Chengli felt as if he couldn't walk out of the bathroom with a clear mind.

Why is it that he himself is the one suffering tonight?

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The next day, An Ying opened her eyes groggily and looked around helplessly.

It took me a while to realize that I had stayed at Fu Chengli's house last night.

She slept very well last night.

It turns out, being taken care of feels pretty good.

A crisp sound came from outside the bedroom.

An Ying got up and grabbed two pieces of clothing from the dressing room and put them on.

This house is too big.

She left the bedroom and walked down the long corridor for a long time before finally finding the stairs.

After going downstairs, she was surprised to see what was happening in the kitchen.

What is Fu Chengli doing?!