"Be good!" Ye Xixi shouted loudly.
Ye Xiao couldn't help but laugh, kissed her little nose again, and then looked toward his son, who was pretending to be reserved as he slowly walked over.
He freed up one hand to extend it to him, "Little darling."
Ye Yihan's face was red, yet he remained serious, placing his small hand into Ye Xiao's hand, and said solemnly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come?"
Ye Xiao held his hand and led him towards the car, smiling as he looked at him, "Mommy only said she might not be able to come."
Ye Yihan pouted and said nothing.
Fu Yangming, sitting on his dad's shoulder, watched as Ye Xiao got into the car holding Ye Xixi in one arm and leading Ye Yihan with the other. He pressed his little lips tight and looked down at his dad, who was staring intently in Ye Xiao's direction, "Daddy, that's Ye Xixi's mommy, isn't she beautiful?"
Fu awkwardly withdrew his gaze, glanced at Fu Ma, and coughed, "She's, she's alright."
