Shi Yuhan unfastened his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves a bit, and then turned on the flashlight on his phone, positioning it towards the light bulb.
Subsequently, he stepped onto the washbasin, skilfully lifting the lampshade.
Song Qinghuan stood by watching, not offering to help. However, she noticed for the first time in this world, how a man, no matter what he did, exuded a royal and elegant demeanor, still brimming with irresistible charm...
Shi Yuhan checked the lamp briefly, then removed the tube.
He then stepped down from the washbasin; as he passed Song Qinghuan, he informed her lightly: "The bulb's busted. The kitchen and the public restroom use the same type, I will replace it now. Ask Aunt He to handle it tomorrow."
Song Qinghuan watched him, somewhat mesmerized.
Snapped out of her daze by his voice, she quickly masked her embarrassing expression: "Oh, okay!!"
A man being this handsome, elegant, and charismatic—that's downright criminal!
