He Chen thought about how he had followed the rules when he was young, but he was still hot-blooded and it was hard to control himself when he was alone with the woman he loved. He shook his head in disagreement. "Miaomiao, no matter how good Jing Yan is, don't trust men so easily. How about this? You can move back home from now on. I won't stop you from dating Jing Yan. I just want to ensure your safety."
He Miao did not know whether to laugh or cry when she saw He Chen treating Jing Yan as a dangerous person. Just as she was about to agree, she heard a crisp sound from the door. When she turned to look, he saw that Jing Yan was half-drenched and was changing into slippers at the entrance.
"It's raining?" He Miao walked over anxiously and took a towel from the butler to dry the water droplets on his hair. "Why did you come here? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"