"Shut up." Yuntian gritted his teeth, taking off his wet clothes and tossing them onto the sofa.
Tianxing was worried about her father, biting her lip nervously as she looked at him, yet she still spoke, "My father..."
Yuntian turned around with a cold face, looking at Tianxing who was dripping wet, his brows furrowed, yet he spoke in a cold voice, "First room upstairs, go clean yourself up."
Tianxing's body stiffened for a moment, instinctively glancing at the dirty carpet beneath her feet, biting her lip as she walked upstairs.
Sitting in the bathtub, enveloped in warm water, her body which had been frozen stiff in the rain finally began to recover.
She wondered how her parents were doing now. Thinking that she would soon have to face Yuntian, Tianxing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Thinking of his cold and unfeeling demeanor now, a small ache spread in her heart.
If it weren't for five years ago...
A trace of sadness flickered in her eyes.
