After returning home, Ling Luoxi dashed into the bathroom, peeking out before going in, and said coquettishly, "I'm going to take a bath, no peeking!"
"Don't worry, who would peek at you anyway, no front, no back!"
"You... you big meanie." Ling Luoxi took off her slippers and threw them at Chu Nan, who skillfully dodged them, making her storm into the bathroom in a huff.
Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, Chu Nan quietly went over and tried to push the bathroom door, but it was locked from inside by Ling Luoxi.
Chu Nan cursed his luck, realizing he wasn't going to get a glimpse after all. Feeling bored, he returned to his room alone, lay down on the bed with his arm under his head, and couldn't help but reminisce about his past.
In these sixteen years, every day was spent unceasingly learning various things from the old man, and in these sixteen years, the only reason for persisting was the belief that Chu Changtian's son couldn't be worse than others!
