Yin Mo's clearly resistant yet helpless expression seemed to please He Chen.
With his hands tucked into the pockets of his robe, he leaned against the doorframe and cast a flippant glance at the sink, "Washed so many times, do you want another round?"
Yin Mo immediately turned off the faucet, wiped her hands with a towel, turned around, and frowned, "Move aside."
The bathroom space was originally spacious, but with He Chen blocking the door, it suddenly felt oppressively narrow.
Especially his strong masculine scent, every close encounter made Yin Mo feel an odd unease.
He Chen shrugged his shoulders casually and watched her, "Did Xiao Yehui tell you to come back—did he say what for?"
Half an hour ago, Yin Mo unexpectedly received a phone call from Xiao Yehui, asking her to return to the manor as soon as possible.
He Chen heard that call very clearly. The commanding tone from the other end was somewhat surprising to him.
