The man was standing with his back to her, dressing, his shirt half on, revealing a robust back that was quite visually striking.
Upon hearing the door open, the man tilted his head slightly back, his side profile sharp and captivating.
Chen Ya swallowed hard, though they often practiced shirtless, she was quite used to it by now.
But Lu Yan never did; he usually wore a tank top, never in a situation like this.
This was her first time seeing Lu Yan's half-exposed back.
Seeing that it was Chen Ya, Lu Yan continued buttoning his shirt unhurriedly.
She stood there, stunned, not sure how to react.
After buttoning his shirt, Lu Yan turned around, buttoning his cuffs, his tone icy and clear: "Miss Chen, your manners and upbringing are truly impressive."
His voice was even, his gaze suddenly falling on the bread on the side table, adding: "Even the kids in my family have more manners than you."
