Xia Bei felt a rush of panic.
Although Yang Wenhui was detestable, he was still Teacher Jiang's husband and the master of this house.
He quickly calmed down, sat up, and wiped the milk off his lips.
Jiang Ya also hurried to pick up the baby, adjusted her clothes, and sat aside.
"Classmate Xia Bei, show the baby..."
She deliberately said loudly.
Da-da!
Yang Wenhui walked straight over, entered the bedroom, and upon seeing Xia Bei, his expression changed dramatically, "It's you?" He gritted his teeth, his gaze turning sinister, with a trace of resentment.
"Wenhui, do you know Xia Bei?"
Jiang Ya asked in surprise, "He was my student before, a classmate of Yirong."
"Why is he at home? What are you two doing?" Yang Wenhui asked with a sullen face.
"Oh! Didn't the baby get sick, with a cold and fever? I found classmate Xia Bei, he's studied Chinese medicine, his medical skills are impressive."
"Chinese medicine?"
