"Ye Huan?"
Liu Tianyun raised an eyebrow, then showed an angry face.
"Come on, what's there to be mad about?" Qin Ya patted Liu Tianyun's fragrant shoulder with a face of "don't care."
Liu Tianyun's eyes widened with anger: "He came back without even a heads up..."
"Wife, I can't quite agree with you on that. I'm Ye Huan, the villa's apparent male owner. Must I write you an application report just to come home?"
"You said it yourself. From now on, every time you come home, you have to submit a 500-word application report! The report needs to indicate the purpose and time of returning home!"
Hearing this, Ye Huan's mouth twitched hard, his heart chilled halfway.
Writing an application report just to return home?
It's understandable to indicate the time, but what's the deal with the purpose!
Isn't coming home just coming home? What other purpose could there be!
"Tianyun dear, you're not being fair."
At the crucial moment, Qin Ya spoke up.
