Ye Li's little face turned red, and she lowered her head, resembling a quail that had made a mistake. Ji Yanchen's voice was tinged with a hint of laughter, "Go to the restroom first, I've had someone prepare clothes for you."
Ye Li nodded and walked backward facing Ji Yanchen. Knowing that she was shy, Yanchen gentlemanly turned his back on her, flipped the blanket over, and pulled out the bedsheet underneath.
In just a few days, Dong Yue's wedding would take place. To free up time, Ye Li had been working overtime to meet her deadlines. Additionally, she'd been feeling down lately due to Rong Anyu's situation, and with various pressures piling up, her 'relatives' had decided to visit her twice, to her joy.
After getting dressed, the bedsheet had already been replaced with a new one. Staring at the light grey bedsheet, Ye Li felt a sense of embarrassment.
Upon opening the door to the lounge, Yanchen was opening a lunch box. Seeing Ye Li, he said softly, "It's just rice."