Keep Distance, Mr. CEO!

His eyes squinted at the brightness of the light, forcing him to stand still and close his eyes, allowing his pupils to adjust to the intensity before opening them again and walking in. Once inside, he looked at himself in the mirror. Sure enough, the abrasion on his handsome face made his entire visage appear somewhat terrifying.

The dark red of bloodstains against his pale complexion made him look no different from a ghost.

Seeing this, he turned on the faucet and bent down to start washing in the basin.

The washroom was immaculate, as he had a severe case of germophobia. Wang had always kept his house, especially the washroom, spotlessly clean, without even a trace of scent.

But now, as he bent down and scooped up the warm water to wash his face, his nose caught a hint of the fragrance of shampoo.

It was a woman’s shampoo scent, lime-flavored, specially ordered by him because he liked her scent so much. Hence, he had customized all her personal care products like shampoo, perfume, shower gel, and so on.

At that time, he still remembered her confusion, asking why everything had the same scent.

He stared blankly at the water in the basin, unsure, but as he lowered his nose a bit more, he truly smelled it—the distinct scent of lime.