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Qiao Xinxin stood behind him, still holding the towel covered in foam in her hand.

Listening to his words, and hearing the careful protection and cherishing in his tone, the anger that had ignited in her heart because of being deceived dissipated slowly, like being drenched by a spring rain.

"I originally planned to wait until we were officially in a relationship and together before finding a suitable opportunity to talk to you about this."

Lu Baizhou turned his head slightly, and from Qiao Xinxin's angle, she could only see half of his angular profile and his slightly reddened ears.

"These past few days, I've been racking my brains trying to figure out how to bring it up without scaring you. But... before I could even think of a solution, it dragged on until today. I figured this was an opportunity, so I just let you help me take a bath and let things happen naturally."

Qiao Xinxin looked at his cautious and somewhat pitiful appearance, and felt both annoyed and amused.

She pulled her hand away from his waist in an annoyed tone, took a half step back, and crossed her arms over her chest: "Alright, stop playing the victim here. You can wash it yourself, I'm not taking care of you anymore. Wash it however you want."

Upon hearing this, Lu Baizhou exclaimed, "This won't do!"

He quickly and laboriously turned around, his expression even more pitiful, like a large, abandoned dog: "No, Xin Xin. I really can't use my right hand at all; every movement pulls at my wound and hurts. My left hand can't reach my back either. You can't expect me to go out covered in this foam, can you?"

Qiao Xinxin glared at him, mercilessly exposing his lies: "Don't give me that! You just went on and on, but the main point was that you recognized me a long time ago, then deliberately played me for months, and now that I've caught you red-handed, you're trying to play the victim? Do you think I'd fall for that again?"

Lu Baizhou guiltily looked away, not daring to meet her eyes: "Hey, I really didn't mean to. I just... I just wanted to find the best opportunity."

"You did it on purpose!"

Qiao Xinxin grew angrier the more she thought about it, and reached out and slapped him hard on his uninjured left shoulder.

The force wasn't strong, but it carried a hint of gritted teeth: "You're such a wicked person! You just stood by and watched me hesitate, watched me struggle! You knew perfectly well what I was struggling with, you knew perfectly well that I was afraid you'd mind if I lost my innocence! But what did you do? You didn't say a word, you just stood by coldly, watching me overthink and live in fear! What were you up to?!"

Lu Baizhou shrank back slightly when she patted his shoulder, but did not dodge.

He turned his head, looking at her with deep and focused eyes, his tone exceptionally serious, as if he were genuinely reflecting on his mistakes: "I was wrong."

The sincerity with which he said those three words made you want to give him your heart.

But Qiao Xinxin knew him too well. His current demeanor was exactly the same as when he was feigning weakness in the hospital bed, saying, "My wound hurts a bit, I need to be fed!" It was all a ruse!

"Alright, alright, stop pretending."

Qiao Xinxin glared at him and squatted down next to him.

Although the anger in her voice had subsided considerably, it still carried a hint of annoyance: "Since we've come this far, can you tell me now? What exactly happened that night? How did I end up in your room without even realizing it?"

Lu Baizhou turned to look at her and saw that although she still had a stern face, she was no longer as angry as before, and was even willing to squat down to listen to his explanation.

The huge weight that had been hanging over his heart was finally lifted.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and explained earnestly, "That night, I was resting at a guesthouse in the city. It was Zhengyuan, your brother, who had something come up and couldn't get away, so he asked me to pick you up for him. I was staying in the room next to yours. Later, I don't know how, you went to the wrong room and ended up in mine."

Hearing this, Qiao Xinxin couldn't help but blush shyly. After all, what happened that night was just too crazy and too embarrassing to talk about.

She bit her lip and explained softly, "I... I treated you like that that night because... because I was drugged. You know that?"

"I know."

Lu Baizhou nodded, a cold glint in his eyes: "The moment you walked in, I smelled a strong medicinal odor on you. It was a very potent aphrodisiac, the kind that takes effect very quickly if you smell it or come into contact with even a little bit. So, it wasn't just the kind you ingested; someone deliberately smeared it on your clothes or body."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xinxin's lingering fear from being drugged resurfaced uncontrollably.

She had always thought that Qiao Mingzhu had only drugged her tea. She never imagined that woman would be so vicious, having gone this far by smearing the drug on her body!

If she hadn't accidentally gone to the wrong room that night, and if she had encountered some thugs or bad guys, the consequences... would have been unimaginable! Her life might have been completely ruined.

"So..." Qiao Xinxin's voice trembled slightly, "I didn't go to Zhou Liguang's room, I went into your room."

Lu Baizhou looked at her pale face and knew she was still scared.

As he said this, there was a hint of deep relief in his tone that he himself didn't realize: "Yes. It's good that you went the wrong way."

Hearing his words, which were tinged with lingering fear and relief, and seeing the undisguised concern in his deep eyes, Qiao Xinxin's resentment at being kept in the dark completely vanished.

Yes, thankfully she went the wrong way and met him.

She stood up, took the showerhead off the wall, turned on the tap, and carefully tested the water temperature.

"Turn around and sit with your back to me," Qiao Xinxin commanded, feigning seriousness.

Lu Baizhou, like an obedient new recruit, turned around and sat up straight with his back to her.

Qiao Xinxin took the showerhead and carefully rinsed his foam-covered back. Then, she squeezed a large amount of shower gel into her palm, vigorously rubbed it to create a rich lather, and applied it to his broad shoulders and back again.

She carefully avoided the edge of the wound, her movements even more delicate than before.

This time, she didn't lose focus. Her gaze was fixed intently on the large and small old scars on his back, and the powerful muscle definition. Her movements returned to their previous fluidity.

However, the kneading force was noticeably greater than before.