After he left, Ye Zi'an suddenly realized the meaning of those words, turned his head and said to Yang Chuxia, "Did my son just educate me?"
"Indeed." Yang Chuxia nodded with a smile, "Who told you to speak of him behind his back?"
"...This kid." Ye Zi'an chuckled softly.
Seeing him laugh, Yueyue started calling again, "Dad, Dad."
"Such a good little darling." Ye Zi'an pinched his daughter's small nose and took her to play on the side.
"Want that? That's not good, Dad will give you this."
Yang Chuxia keenly noticed that what he was picking up was a jade Buddha hand.
A moment later, Ye Zi'an took out a seal, "Play with this, this is good."
After playing with the seal for a while, Yueyue seemed unhappy and directly threw the seal away. Somehow, she got hold of Yang Chuxia's rouge, leaving Ye Zi'an's white robe covered with small handprints and the little girl's lip prints.
