"It's not your fault. Go have the kitchen remake the soup and charge it to my room," lan said.

The waiter left, grateful to have been spared. Sage couldn't hide her concern for him. "Go rinse your hand with cold water."

Even though she tried to hide it, lan could still see a gleam of concern in her eyes.

He looked into her eyes and said, "Help me."

Sage didn't decline. There happened to be a mini sink in front of them. They walked over and Sage turned on the faucet.

Worried that the water pressure would be too strong, she cupped her hands under the faucet before slowly pouring it over lan's flushed hand.

The warm yellow light from the corridor cast a soft glow on her hair and delicate face. It gave her a gentle, ethereal allure.

do you like?" lan

up in surprise. Her large, dewy

you say that I should know your preferences before I

what had happened last night. In the past, she would've gladly shared all her preferences with him

interest laughable. "It's alright. I appreciate the

wanting to meet and

interfere with my family’s business.

I've offered to help. Whether you take it or not is up to you.” He then turned off the faucet and said curtly,

to Room One. Terry had the

heard footsteps. lan met their gazes, calmly put his arm around Sage, and introduced her to the room. "This is my wife, Sage.” Then, he turned

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