"Alright, alright, I'll talk." Yangyang sighed again, "You adults really make a big fuss over nothing. I just beat him up a bit, is it necessary for the teacher to say something, and for you to say something too? Who told him to talk behind our backs? Gossiping is not what a gentleman does, am I not allowed to hit him?"
"Hey..." Yang Chuxia was speechless. When did her son become so double-standard? "Talking behind someone's back is indeed wrong, but is hitting someone the right thing to do?"
"Well, yes and no, right?" Yangyang said, "Mother, he was talking about me and I heard it. Am I supposed to do nothing? That wouldn't work, I'm Ye Haoyang, not a coward. I absolutely can't shame my handsome dad."
"You!" Yang Chuxia suddenly found her sharp tongue powerless in front of her son.
"Hitting someone doesn't shame your father? They'll just say it's the behavior of a brute, don't you know that?"
