C170 How Could It be Her

How could it be her, Faang Yuwei? She was wearing a dark blue dress with exposed shoulders and a white towel in her hand. She must have just come out of the bathroom.

She gently wiped Qi Haoming's face, but was pushed away by him. If not for Housekeeper Zhu, who had sharp eyes, supporting her, she would have fallen to the ground.

"I'm going upstairs