Seeing that it was already nearly half an hour, Murong Shan was starting to doze off.
After all, it was night, and past midnight at that.
"It's getting late, Xiao Zi, I should go back to my room to rest," Murong Shan said, yawning.
"Dad, don't be in such a hurry. We haven't seen each other for so many days, don't you want to talk to me more?" Murong Zi deliberately put on a resentful expression.
"How about I catch up with you tomorrow?" Murong Shan said with a wry smile.
It was at this moment that Murong Yue was helping Yang Meizhen down the stairs from upstairs.
As soon as Murong Shan saw them, he knew that Murong Yue and Yang Meizhen had just taken a bath, because their hair was damp, still dripping with sparkling water droplets.
"Husband, you're back," Yang Meizhen said with a somewhat stiff smile.
Murong Shan stood up and asked, "Meizhen, what happened to you?"
Yang Meizhen looked indeed very strange at that moment.
