Han Yingying quickly composed her expression and said softly, "It's nothing, let's go have dinner!"
This was something Ye Haofan mustn't find out, although she didn't want to suspect him without cause, she had to be extremely careful for the child's safety!
"Where is the young lady?" As soon as he got home, Ye Haofan habitually looked for Han Yingying.
Not seeing her always made him feel uneasy, and this sensation had been growing stronger recently.
"She's in the room reading a book!"
Reading again?
Ye Haofan was surprised; recently, Han Yingying seemed to always be holed up in her room reading books.
What book exactly was so enthralling that she was so captivated by it?
He knocked on the door lightly, pushed it open, and called out softly, "Han Yingying..."
Hearing Ye Haofan's voice, Han Yingying hastily closed the book and tried to smile calmly, "You're back."
Ye Haofan shouldn't have seen what she was reading, right?
