Watching Fang Ruoxue hurriedly head towards the bathroom, Sun Zhe couldn't help but chuckle, teasingly saying, "So eager to get to the hotel? You'll feel it later."
Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxue turned back and glared at him, disdainfully retorting, "You better worry about yourself. Don't cry to me later that you can't handle it."
Sun Zhe chuckled, "Remember your defiant look now. Don't cry out for daddy later."
"..."
Not long after.
After brushing her teeth and tying her hair, Fang Ruoxue changed into a shiny silver tight-fitting mini skirt. Then she picked out some intimate wear and stockings, stuffed them into her bag, and went downstairs with Sun Zhe.
"Yun'er, take care of your dad at home. I'm taking Divine Doctor Sun back and handling some business at the company."
Fang Jiayun gave them a complicated look and asked, "When will you be back then?"
