"Oh." Yao Zibao adjusted his glasses.
But when Yao Ye walked into the house, Mrs. Yao went up to him first and asked, "Did you send Jiayin home today?"
"Yes." Yao Ye was quite straightforward, after all, he saw her as a child, "A man was pestering her, so I escorted her home. I'm her boss, I have to look out for her, make sure she doesn't get tricked by men."
"She's already twenty-six or seven." Mrs. Yao covered her mouth and deliberately laughed while patting her son, "She's an adult, how could she be deceived by a man?"
"Mom, you know what Jiayin is like. She has the mind of a child. You know, she actually said she wanted to buy a cake to comfort me today. Isn't that something a child would do?"
