Lu Er, at this moment, wished she could turn around and turn off the speaker, but as soon as she turned, she saw Ye Qingyu step forward, sit down on the chair, and lightly sweep her outstretched hand, scaring Lu Er into quickly withdrawing her hand.
Then, she heard the voice on the other side:
"Wow, Grandma, was the Chief so good-looking when he was just born? Aren't babies supposed to be all wrinkly when they're born?"
Grandma Ye answered, "When he was born, he was a chubby little fellow, his skin was smooth and fair, not wrinkly at all!"
Ye Qingyu's lips curled slightly; he had been a handsome man since birth!
As he was feeling proud, he immediately heard Tian Xia say, "Haha, but now the Chief is so dark!"
Ye Qingyu: ...!
Ye Qingyu looked down at himself.
After years of training in the sun, he couldn't be very fair, but dark? Not really! Compared to those in the army who are tanned like Africans, at most he was wheat-colored—healthy!
