In the bathroom, Li Yan was standing with his back facing the door as he did his business. When he heard footsteps ringing out from behind, his expression immediately turned cold. When he turned and saw the person who had just come, his expression was no longer icy. Instead, he narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in his expression.
"My dear niece, did you specially come here to find me? Don't you think that you're being a little too eager?"
Qiao Mu was dumbfounded. She thought that Li Yan was only here to wash his hands. When she saw what he was doing, she quickly turned away, and there was a flush on her face.
Li Yan slowly buckled up his belt and flushed the toilet. He then turned on the faucet to wash his hands. His movements were elegant and natural, as if he did not mind Qiao Mu's presence at all.
