Sheng Jianan had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, always attended by others, never having to serve anyone himself. Now that he was holding Tang Yanqi in the bathroom, Young Master Sheng realized he didn't know how to remove makeup.
He awkwardly washed off the stuff on Tang Yanqi's face with warm water. His actions were so clumsy that the person who had been sleeping deeply finally opened her eyes. Just when Sheng Jianan thought Tang Yanqi had woken up, she blinked her misty eyes, and within two seconds, her head tilted, and she fell back asleep.
Young Master Sheng widened his eyes, thinking, damn, how long has this woman not slept? She won't wake up for this?
After much difficulty, he finally cleaned Tang Yanqi's face, revealing the bruises at the corners of her mouth. Sheng Jianan's brows furrowed, and his actions subconsciously became much gentler.
She was wearing the white dress from earlier, but because of someone's clumsiness, it was now soaked and unusable.
