Having handled the wound with light and careful touches, Yan Xiaye completed the task with a smile, patiently putting everything away in order.
She knew the man disliked being touched, so unless necessary, she generally refrained from initiating contact with him.
After performing the basic treatment, she carried the medicine box back to the living room, took a detour to check on Little Yunduo in the nursery, and tidied up the covers the little one had kicked off in sleep.
Having finished everything, she turned and walked back through the elegantly decorated corridor, passing by Li Yuntang's room without a sideward glance, clearly aiming to catch up on some sleep in the guest room.
Noticing her figure briskly passing by his door without hesitation, Li Yuntang's handsome brows furrowed slightly.
"Xiaye."
"Hmm?"
