Not long after, the bathroom door opened, and Hou Tingfu stepped out.
A towel was wrapped around her head. She was applying a hair mask, which still needed five more minutes before washing off.
When Yan Nanxun wasn't home, Hou Tingfu would mostly come out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Today, she had sent a message to Yan Nanxun, telling him she needed to work overtime. Yan Nanxun replied, saying he was out having dinner with friends and would be home after 9 p.m.
There were still over two hours left until nine o'clock.
Yan Nanxun's room didn't have a vanity table; Hou Tingfu's skincare products were neatly arranged in the drawer of the bedside cabinet.
She walked to the edge of the bed, untied the bath towel from her body, raised her slender arm, and hung the damp towel on the floor-standing clothes rack by the bedside cabinet.
The bedroom lighting was dim, with only the bedside lamp turned on before Hou Tingfu went into the bathroom.
