"Yeah." Nan Yi nodded generously.

Nan's mother was feeling a mixture of emotions. She then twisted her son's ear without any hesitation, "You little rascal! You're eating from your bowl while looking at the pot. If he doesn't beat you, who will?" She clearly remembered that he had slept with a girl before, and now he was playing tricks on others. She would definitely beat him to death.

"Mom, what's going on?" Nan Yi was confused. He had to endure it twice in one day and was really fed up.

"Stop pretending. You were just playing with a girl and now you're messing with Yangyang. I'll strangle you to death." Nan's mother was shaking with anger. She liked Yangyang, but she couldn't bear to see her son messing around and ruining other girls.

"Mom, how could I do that? It's unfair." Nan Yi shouted in injustice.

"It's still unfair, it's unfair, let me see who is wronged." Nan's mother didn't care about anything at this moment and just twisted the man.

"Mom, it's always been her from the beginning to the end! It's always been Li Yang, that Yangyang. Please stop twisting my ears!" Nan Yi shouted with a grin, while reaching out to protect his poor ears.

Hearing her son's cry, Nan's mother suddenly loosened her grip, a serious look on her face as she pressed him, "Really? You can't lie to me!"

Nan Yi nodded his head quickly, and kept responding, "Yeah, yeah, it's really true, absolutely true! There is absolutely no lie." As he spoke, he gently rubbed his ears that were twisted red by his mother, secretly groaning in his heart.

"Oh, my dear son, let me see where it hurts." Nan's mother's face was full of joy, and she laughed so happily. She felt relieved when she heard her words.

Nan Yi was stunned by the change in his mother's expression.

"It's okay. Beat him up and you get a wife. It's such a good deal. Mom supports you. It's okay. I'll ask your aunt to give you an ointment later. Just apply it yourself. But, Yangyang, you must win. It doesn't matter if you get beaten a few more times." Nan's mother said with a smile, completely disregarding her son's life or death.

Nan Yi suddenly felt like a tool. Angrily, he went upstairs, out of sight, out of mind.