Is this tenderness because of Little Watermelon, or that woman standing next to him?
"Sit for a while, it'll be ready soon." Nan Mochen said softly, his gaze moving to Shen Qingyan.
Facing her angry expression, he was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "Your foot, still not better?"
"Who is she?" Not knowing where she got the courage, Shen Qingyan raised her hand and pointed at Li Yin.
Li Yin had already turned to look at them. Being pointed at by Shen Qingyan, she was immediately startled: "I, I'm just temporarily staying here..."
"Who asked you?" Shen Qingyan became even more furious, her tear-filled eyes tightly fixed on Nan Mochen, "Who is she?"
The tenderness in Nan Mochen's eyes slowly faded, he looked at Shen Qingyan, his brows tightly knitted: "What's with your attitude?"
"Jealousy!" Shen Qingyan's tears finally couldn't be held back and fell, "Tell me, why did you let her stay here?"
Just as Nan Mochen was about to answer, Li Yin suddenly screamed: "Ah—"
