The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 372 - 290

In the photo, the little girl wearing a denim jumpsuit has a defiant expression, with undisguised hostility between her brows.

Her eyes are full of hatred and indifference toward the world.

Bai Su felt a sharp tug at his heart as he looked.

Fu Liang, however, was used to it; compared to the photo, he had experienced Rong Zhi’s darkest days firsthand.

She was like a hedgehog, guarding against others while shutting herself off.

This situation persisted until the arrival of Fu Yaoyao and Xu Ningxing.

By then, Rong Zhi had grown a bit, her cold hostility had subsided, leaving only a layer of chill.

But undeniably, every girl in the photo was as beautiful as a porcelain doll.

Fu Liang watched, his eyes gradually growing moist, "Zhi Zhi has been unlucky since childhood. I thought when she came to Beijing to find her family, those people would treat her well. Who knew..."

He didn’t continue, and just thinking about what the Rong Family had done, he wished Rong Zhi had never come to Beijing.

She must have held such great expectations back then, full of joy thinking she finally had a home of her own, only to be hurt by that ’home’ with bloodied wounds.

So don’t blame Rong Zhi for having a hard heart; it’s all the Rong Family’s own doing.

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Bai Su had Jiang Gujun organize the photos into a file, then registered a Weibo account and posted the entire long article.

He had never done such trivial things before, but now he patiently followed the tutorial to complete it.

After posting, he turned and went upstairs.

The curtains in the room were drawn tight, the lights not too bright, with a warm yellow tone exuding a cozy warmth, looking very comfortable.

Quietly closing the door, adorable plush toys were scattered messily on the fluffy blanket on the sofa, all caught by Fu Yaoyao and Xu Ningxing during their shopping trip yesterday, thrown into their room.

The girl’s shirt was casually hung on the armrest, the notebook was still open on the table, and a faint mist floated from the soy milk beside it.

The atmosphere was warm and comforting.

For a moment, Bai Su was dazed, thinking he was truly married, busy outside while his sweet wife waited for him at home.

His wandering soul seemed to have found a home. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Only, the ’wife’ was nowhere to be seen.

Bai Su’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, hiding the deeply surging, almost tangible desire in his eyes.

He found Rong Zhi in the bathroom.

The girl was about to undress for a shower, her dark hair tied in a low ponytail, a few strands falling by her temples. She reached out for the shower gel, exposing half of her shoulder, her fair skin adorned with red marks, especially near her collarbone.

Sensing his presence, Rong Zhi turned her head, "The shampoo is gone, get me a new one."

The housekeeper had taken a leave yesterday and didn’t have time to replace it.

Bai Su’s gaze lingered between her two straight, slender legs, lightly pressing his tongue against his lips, and chuckled, "Wait."

He went to get a new bottle of shampoo, avoided the girl’s reaching hand, placed it on the sink, and slowly rolled up his sleeves, "I’ll help you wash."

Rong Zhi responded sluggishly, "No need, I can do it myself."

Bai Su brought a small stool for her to sit, "That’s not right, washing my fiancée’s hair is something I should do as her fiancé."

Alright then.

Rong Zhi didn’t refuse further.

She sat quietly, feeling Bai Su’s gentle movements as he untied her hair, then carefully wet it, applied shampoo, and massaged her scalp at a steady and purposeful pace.

It felt quite comfortable, so much so that Rong Zhi began to feel sleepy as he washed.

"Rinse your hair before you sleep."

The man’s warm, mild voice sounded by her ear, waking her enough to rub her temples and lay down beside him.

The bathroom was equipped with a full set of toiletries.

After rinsing, Bai Su dried his hands before carrying her horizontally to dry her hair.