She tried to step on him, but he was still smiling. He didn't look angry or hurt.
Until…
Xue Zhengrong turned to her and asked, "Girl, why did you step on my foot?"
"Huh?" Xue Yating lowered her head and realized that she had stepped on her father's foot. No wonder An Jichuan did not react at all.
"I'm sorry, dad. I didn't notice it."
Xue Yating explained awkwardly. On the other hand, An Jichuan tried to hold back his laughter. He found her flustered and blushing self cute.
After lunch, Xue Zhengrong asked his daughter to take An Jichuan upstairs and arrange a room for him.
An Jichuan had already ordered his men to bring his luggage over and was following her upstairs.
She arranged for him to stay in the guest room at the far end of her room. She opened the door and said, "You can stay in this room!"
"Can't I stay in the same room as you?"
"Dream on!"