Because Yan Xiaye told half-truths, the excuses she found matched her usual style.
Thus, even Li Yuntang couldn't be sure whether what she said was true or false.
Even so, having seen her and Ji Liangchen resting their heads together, the look in Li Yuntang's eyes deepened as he pulled her little hand into his arms, passionately kissing her soft earlobe.
"Ha... Li Yuntang..."
Yan Xiaye couldn't endure this sudden stimulation, her body, already weak, turned into a puddle in the man's arms, involuntarily letting out a blushing moan.
Looking at the steam rising from the bathtub, she softly pushed the domineering man, "Get out, I want to take a bath."
"Xiaye, I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone." His arm around her waist remained unmoved as Li Yuntang whispered ghost stories in her ear, "Did you see the news report a while ago?"
"What news?"
"It was about a young girl who worked overtime until late, accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub, and ended up drowning."
