Ideals can only be thought of, and reality is actually quite meager.
Qin Shiyao rubbed her small eyes and hazily saw a figure standing in front of her. Her body froze and she instantly stopped.
Now she was still in a half-asleep daze, completely forgetting that she was living at Su Xiyue's home. Seeing the figure before her, her eyes instantly widened.
When did a man appear in her own bathroom?
"Ah, uh-uh."
Qin Shiyao's face filled with terror, and she instinctively was about to scream when Ye Chen's expression quickly changed, and he hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Don't scream, it's me."
Ye Chen gave Qin Shiyao a look and whispered.
If he accidentally called Su Xiyue over, that would be troublesome.
Seeing it was Ye Chen, Qin Shiyao's expression relaxed, and she blinked her eyes and nodded.
Ye Chen let go of her hand, and Qin Shiyao took a deep breath, then complained with a face full of grievance, "Uncle, so it's you. I thought you were a bad guy."