Lin Xiaoyan, who had quickly calmed down, was no longer screaming, but her mood was far from calm as she covered her face and turned to lean against the wall, looking as if Chen An had made her cry.
Chen An was not good at comforting women, but he felt somewhat responsible for what had happened. Besides, he had accidentally sprayed something on Lin Xiaoyan just now, and it would seem unmanly of him not to take care of her at this moment.
"Look, Sister Lin, calling you Old Wang's daughter-in-law seems awkward, so I'll just call you Sister Lin. You see, crying here won't solve anything, right? Why don't you turn your head towards me, and let's have a proper talk."
"I won't—you, you pervert! I'll report you, report the things you did in the restroom!" Lin Xiaoyan suppressed her voice, filled with shame and indignation, at least trying not to appear too disheveled.
"But it was clearly you who went into the wrong restroom. This is the men's bathroom."
