C52 The Guilty Old Madam Ye!

At that moment, Ye Mingyuan, who had been standing behind his two daughters, finally noticed that his beloved daughter, Yuvyuv, indeed had soaking wet hair. Her long, seaweed-like hair looked as if it had just been washed, without even being towel-dried, with water droplets still dripping down.

He felt a twinge of reproach for his daughter; even if she was taking a bath