The bathroom door was closed.
Only then did Jiang Zheyu slowly begin to take a bath.
She was just feeling sore and weak all over; it wasn't as if she had a broken arm or a shattered leg.
As expected, she felt much more comfortable after soaking in the bath.
Jiang Zheyu comfortably opened the bathroom door and stepped out, a cloud of warm steam enveloping her. Shan Xun, who had been leaning against the wall next to the door the whole time, instinctively turned his gaze toward her.
Shan Xun subconsciously extended a hand in front of her, as if offering her his arm for support.
Jiang Zheyu was speechless.
'It's not like I can't walk.'
Jiang Zheyu completely ignored Shan Xun's gesture and walked over to the sofa herself.
A flicker of emotion passed through Shan Xun's eyes. He then quickened his pace, covering the distance in a few steps, and reached out to grab Jiang Zheyu's wrist, instantly appearing by her side.
