The servants scurried back and forth, bustling about preparing dinner. In contrast to the activity downstairs, the third floor was relatively quiet.,A deep brown wooden door stood open, and the sound of rushing water could be heard from within. Unfortunately, the soundproofing was too good, and no one downstairs could hear it.,The child nodded, his eyes crinkled with laughter. He looked at Su Jinheng as if he had been scorched by fire and dashed toward the bathroom in a flash, then vanished like a wisp of blue smoke into the toilet bowl...。