Ye Chenyang rolled his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Who cares?"

Gu Yujin was so angry at Ye Chenyang's irritating attitude that he couldn't help but want to hit him again.

Damn, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless.

However, just then, Zhao Shuai came in.

Naturally, Gu Yujin withdrew his hand, which had been ready to punch someone.

"What? You two are planning another fight?"

Zhao Shuai leaned against the door; he wasn't deaf, and he overheard the conversation inside.

Gu Yujin moved his lips and shook his head, and Ye Chenyang followed suit, shaking his head like a rattle-drum.

"No!" he shouted.

Ha, do you know the saying: the louder you shout, the more guilty you are?

Sure enough, Gu Yujin glanced at Ye Chenyang with the same look he had for an idiot. So, why was this guy so confident that he wanted to play with an idiot like him?

Zhao Shuai wasn't unaware of their subtle actions; it was painful to watch.

"Alright!" he said irritably.

Sensing the anger in Zhao Shuai's tone, Gu Yujin and Ye Chenyang immediately stood at attention, obediently waiting for what was to come.

"You two... reflect on yourselves first. Since neither of you belongs to our X Institute, I cannot punish you. I'll make a phone call first."

One is the eldest brother's half-brother, and the other is the eldest brother's brother-in-law. Zhao Shuai decided that it would be better to leave the decision of punishing the two to the eldest brother.

Clearly, after Zhao Shuai said he was going to make a phone call, both Gu Yujin and Ye Chenyang trembled a few times at the same time, their faces showing the same look of utter despair.

Even a fool could guess who this call was for.

Sure enough, the call went through quickly:

"Hello Aunt Liao, I'm Zhao Jiaxiaoshuai. Yes, that's right. I'm looking for my eldest son. Is he here?"

Family-oriented.

"Young Master is not here, but Young Madam is. Is there anything I can help you with, Young Master Zhao? Should I ask Young Madam to answer the phone?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Shuai clearly considered for a few seconds:

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Liao."

Aunt Liao placed the telephone receiver on the table next to her and went upstairs.

Inside the room, the mother and son were sitting at a desk, one writing something, while the little one sat on the carpet playing with toys; the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Knock knock knock.

A knock came at the door.

The little figure, who was unpacking a toy, suddenly looked up at the doorway, then at Ye Wanying:

"Mommy, Tuanzi, open the door."

Ye Wanying nodded:

"Okay, go ahead."

The little boy saw his mother smiling at him so gently and tenderly, and he nodded vigorously, like someone pounding garlic.

"Mmm, Mommy, Tuanzi's off!"

After saying that, he jumped up and skipped to the door.

The door opened, and the little figure looked up at the person who entered:

"Oh, Grandma Liao?"

"Young master, where is the young mistress?" Aunt Liao was very fond of the little boy.

The little guy called out towards the house:

"Mommy, Mommy, Grandma Liao is looking for you."

Inside the room, Ye Wanying had already overheard the conversation at the door and put down her pen.

"Here it comes~"

The little boy clung to the door, and as soon as Ye Wanying came over, his tiny body darted inside.

"Mommy, Tuanzi is going inside to play. You and Grandma Liao can talk slowly."

His sensible little face made his mother and Aunt Liao unable to help but smile.

"Aunt Liao, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, the young master of the Zhao family called looking for you, but I don't know what it's about."

Ye Wanying frowned slightly: "Zhao Shuai?"

"Yes, young mistress."

Zhao Shuai called, but the child's father wasn't there. If it were a small matter, he wouldn't have bothered to call him. His furrowed brows deepened.