Ye Che rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, suddenly feeling that the name was quite sinister.
Heber was never really good at interacting with people, especially now as he's facing Ye Xixi's father, leaving him momentarily at a loss.
Seeing her dad start to get sharp-tongued again, Ye Xixi jumped out with her hands on her hips, pulling Heber behind her, starting to defend him: "Dad, what nonsense are you spouting? Heber is my brother, what's wrong with calling you 'dad' with me? Are you unwilling to be a godfather and would rather be a godson?"
"Ye Xixi!" Ye Che pretended to go berserk, anger making his veins throb: "Got your claws grown tough now, huh? Thinking of flying solo, huh? Don't think that just because Wen Zao backs you up, I won't spank you!"
Ye Xixi grew prouder: "Hmph, I don't care about Wen Zao now, I have Heber. If you try to hit me again, I'll have my brother tie you up in a fishing net."
