As soon as Wen Wan'ti thought of returning to the bathroom, the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly turned around.,His eyes guarded as he met the man's gaze, his own a pool of cool indifference. His voice held an unreadable tension, "You don't have to force yourself," he said, though there was a hint of accusation in his tone.,But soon, I understood Lu Jincheng's "good intentions."。