"An Yan, you came back really early today..."
With a sheepish smile, Bai Yan scratched his head awkwardly.
Bai Yan's palm was covered in cream. As he scratched, more of it got caught in his hair.
"Pfft!"
President An's originally impassive face couldn't help but break into laughter at the sight of Bai Yan's cream-covered, comical expression.
She could no longer maintain her cold and angry demeanor. An Yan, unable to contain her amusement, shook her head with a smile and said, "Alright, alright, go wash up! Look at you, a grown man fooling around with two little girls. You really don't know your place!"
"Ah! I'm going to wash up right now!"
Bai Yan quickly agreed, winked at An Xiaowan and Chen Jing, and the two girls stuck out their tongues. They stealthily glanced at the queenly An Yan and hurriedly followed Bai Yan to the washroom.
At home with three women and one man, facing the aftermath of a cake fight, Bai Yan naturally took it upon himself to clean up the mess.
