Yan Ye was not hiding in the bathroom.
He was in the bathroom washing his hands and clothes.
As someone with a slight obsession with cleanliness, he found it hard to accept his current state.
But considering his daughter was even dirtier and more uncomfortable, he took a deep breath and quickly walked out of the bathroom.
When Xinying saw him, she guessed that he might have dirtied his clothes.
"Yingying, you're right, it's not easy to take care of a child." Yan Ye hadn't slept all night and had taken care of the child for a day, already starting to waver on his intention to take care of the child himself.
"Are you very tired? If you are, go ahead and sleep!" Xinying glanced at the time, planning to take care of the child herself for a while and then hand her over to a maid.
"I'm not very tired, just..." Dirty.
He was embarrassed to say this word, because she is his own daughter! How could he dislike his own daughter?
But he really wasn't comfortable with dirty things.
