"What are you looking at?"
An Yeqiu's voice suddenly came from behind.
An Li didn't know when she had come to stand behind him.
The time was indeed late, and the living room lights were off.
An Yeqiu's sudden appearance almost made An Li scream.
While speaking, An Yeqiu had already turned on the living room light, dressed in a silk nightgown, wearing a face mask, holding a cup of water, standing not far away looking at him.
An Li slowly calmed his heartbeat, then lazily walked to the sofa and sat down, saying, "Nothing much."
An Yeqiu didn't say much either, turned around holding her cup and walked inside.
"Aunt."
An Li couldn't help but call out to her.
An Yeqiu had one foot on the stairs, and upon hearing An Li's voice, turned back.
An Li smiled cheekily at her and said, "Guess who sent me back?"
An Yeqiu looked at her indifferently, seemingly uninterested in this.
Yet An Li continued, "It was my uncle."
At the mention of Wen Linyu, An Yeqiu's expression changed.
