Stepping into the bathroom, lingering steam that hadn't yet evaporated filled the space.
Yan Xiaye gazed at the large, comfortable massage bathtub, the perfect tool for stalling time.
Yet no matter how much she delayed, she still had to have a face-to-face talk with Li Yuntang about Yin Mo's accident. Since it was inevitable, she might as well let the storm hit harder!
After turning on the showerhead for a quick "battle bath," Yan Xiaye soon appeared in front of Li Yuntang with her hair still wet. Her bathrobe's tie was loosely tied around her waist, further accentuating her delicate curves and allure.
Completely missing the subtle darkening of the man's gaze, Yan Xiaye mustered her resolve and walked over to sit on the sofa opposite Li Yuntang, hesitating as she brought up that unfortunate name, "Li Yuntang, about Yin Mo... "
