Despised

After dinner, Feng Qing went straight to the bedroom. Xie Jiuhan followed closely behind her, like a little follower of a domineering female president. After Feng Qing got dressed, she went to the bathroom. However, when she closed the bathroom door, she realized that the door couldn't be closed. Hence, she opened the bathroom door and saw Xie Jiuhan standing at the door looking at her.

Feng Qing frowned and said, "Move aside. You're blocking the door."

Xie Jiuhan said, "You won't be able to rub your back if you bathe yourself, so you need me."

Feng Qing said angrily, "You're thinking too much. I can reach it myself. I don't need you."

Xie Jiuhan was unmoved. He blocked Feng Qing from closing the door. He would never give up the idea of accompanying the woman in the shower.

Feng Qing's face turned cold. "Xie Jiuhan, I'll ask again. Are you going out or not?"