He Yuan calmly turned around to face the two people in the room. His eyes lingered on Han Tao's hands, which were on Chen Meili's stomach, before eyeing the half dressed man pointedly.
Han Tao frowned at his wife's expression before following her line of sight and slowly looking down at himself in confusion. It was at that moment he remembered he'd rushed out of the room in the middle of an intimate session so he was... shirtless.
He raised his head and locked eyes with Chen Meili. The woman lowered her eyes shyly with flushed cheeks and his own face burned. He raised a fist to his mouth and coughed. "Pardon me. I had been very worried about you-"
He Yuan cleared his throat.
Han Tao turned to face his wife. Thinking about how his words sounded, he added, "-and the babies so I had rushed over here without thinking."
