Yang Ming held back a laugh, indeed his wife had a way to handle people. This was more satisfying than directly using force; it seemed he needed to learn from his wife in this regard.
With one hand holding the child and the other waving in the air pretending to swat at flies, he said, "There's really a big, stinky fly buzzing around. Honey, let's go, let's get away from this fly."
With that, the family of three swaggered past the man without even glancing at him, heading to the kitchen.
Seeing the family walk away, the man behind slightly curled his lips into an inexplicable smile, murmuring, "Interesting, truly interesting."
To think they compared him to a fly, no one had ever treated him like this before. It seemed this journey wouldn't be too boring. He followed them eagerly and, upon entering the kitchen, greeted with a smile, "Beauty, I'm here to help you."
