Ye Qingqing's lips curled up. Her son had become successful and knew how to protect his mother. Seeing Wuchen, who was usually arrogant and domineering, swallowing his pride in front of her son, she felt truly happy!

The little pig was quite satisfied with Wuchen's attitude and shouted loudly to Ye Qingqing, "Grandpa, Mom, Auntie, if you misbehave again, just tell me and I'll teach her a lesson!"

Wuchen gritted her teeth; she endured it!

We'll settle the score once we get down the mountain!

"Good, little pig is so good!" Ye Qingqing looked at her son with a smile. After wandering around on the mountain for a few days, little pig looked much more disheveled, but his spirits were still very good. It's just that his hair had grown long, like a little girl's.

The scenery on the mountain was truly beautiful. Zhu Zi was setting up the tent when Ye Qingqing suddenly remembered something, "How have you been sleeping these past few days?"

Zhu Zi must have only brought one tent. He and Xiao Zhu could sleep together, but how would Wu Chen sleep?

Ye Mingcheng also got nervous; he couldn't let that brat take advantage of his daughter.

The little pig innocently said, "My aunt sleeps with me, but Master sleeps alone."

Where will you sleep?

"A tent?" The little pig thought his mother's question was strange. It was so cold up in the mountains, where else would they sleep if not in a tent?

Wuchen crouched down, trying to slip away, but Ye Qingqing stopped her, "Did I say you could leave? Stand still. I'm asking you, are you sleeping in the same tent as Zhu Zi?"

"We sleep together, but Auntie doesn't have a sleeping bag, so she squeezes in with me, and it's so cramped!" the little pig complained. He didn't really want to sleep with his aunt, but his master wouldn't let him either, so he had to make do.

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. It was fine if they slept separately, but it wasn't appropriate for a lone man and woman to sleep in the same tent.

Ye Mingcheng became even more nervous and said unhappily, "Wuchen, hurry up and come back down the mountain. What kind of talk is it for a young lady to sleep in a tent with a man? Come back right now!"

"Dad, I don't even consider that deadpan face a man. I sleep with Little Pig, not him. I'm not coming back. I have to keep an eye on Little Pig for you so you can have peace of mind." Wuchen was unhappy. She had finally managed to sneak out and didn't want to go back so soon.

"Auntie, go back. I don't want to sleep with you. You're still eating my snacks." The little pig frowned and looked at Wuchen pleadingly. He really hoped that his aunt would leave soon. What kind of behavior was it for her to always be following him and his master?

"You heartless bastard!"

Enraged, Wuchen slapped the little pig and walked away. She could go wherever she wanted, and if necessary, she'd get a beating from her father when she got back.

Ye Qingqing originally planned to have Xiaozhu chase Wuchen down the mountain, but the signal was lost and the computer screen went black. There was no signal for the next few days, and Wuchen naturally did not return. Although Ye Mingcheng was angry, he could not do anything about it.

"Fortunately, Zhu Zi is a reliable child." Ye Mingcheng comforted himself. He felt that Zhu Zi wouldn't do anything to Wu Chen. That child always had a cold face and didn't even say a word. He usually didn't like to talk to Wu Chen. There shouldn't be anything wrong with him.

Ye Qingqing sneered, "Even the most cautious man is still a man, still young and full of vigor. But it's good that something happened. It's good that you don't have to worry about Wuchen not being able to get married. Let Zhu Zi take over, and you'll get a son-in-law for free."

“That won’t do. Zhu Zi is so old, and Wu Chen is so young. It’s like an old cow eating young grass. Absolutely not.” Ye Mingcheng firmly objected, and his good impression of Zhu Zi gradually disappeared.

That boy is too cold-hearted. He doesn't say a word from morning till night, and he's so much older than Wuchen. He's absolutely no good as a son-in-law.