Owen Cheng looked at me, as if he had guessed my thoughts, and said: "Don't think carelessly."
I nodded wildly, but my cheeks grew hot. My heart was involuntarily frustrated as I remembered the photo of Owen Cheng with a man.
The atmosphere was awkward. I lay in bed and stared blankly at him, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.
Owen Cheng vaguely said: “Come in.”
Who entered the door was a middle-aged woman who looked very kind.
"Miss Luo, I am the maid here, you can call me Aunt Wang, these are the clothes that Master has prepared for you."
“Thank you.” I covered my body with the blanket.
Daniel Qin destroyed my clothes, leaving only my underwear. Owen Cheng prepared clothes for me; he truly cared. But this wasn't the first time I'd experienced his kindness.
Aunt Wang put d
