"Thump, thump—"
Someone was knocking on the door.
This time, it was the waiter: "Sir, the hot water is ready."
He carried a bucket of hot water.
Behind him, a young worker strode in with a large wooden tub for bathing.
When the big wooden tub was placed down—
The waiter poured the hot water into it.
Then he fetched a bucket of cold water.
He alternated between hot and cold water until it overflowed halfway up the large tub.
"Would you like some flower petals, sir? We have them, too."
The waiter asked eagerly.
Jiang Ke nodded: "Mm. Bring some over."
In no time, the waiter came back with a basket full of delicate red flowers, and he scattered two handfuls of petals into the water.
Jiang Ke waited for the waiter to leave, then urged: "Ah Yan, take a bath to relax a bit."
Sang Yan was tempted, but she looked at him, gesturing for him to leave the room.
Jiang Ke turned his back: "You go ahead and bathe. I won't look."
