Late night at the He residence. w wdwd
That afternoon, Yino had alreadyDWDWDWD given the family elders a detailed rundown of recent events.
But with Xinyao there supervising, He Chensheng noticed his son seemed unusually restrained, speaking all formal and breaking out in cold sweats; hardly sounding like his real thoughts.
So when night fell, he decided to try knocking on the door.
Soon as He Chensheng started knocking, he heard scrambling and collision sounds from inside.
After several minutes, Yino emerged wearing only a towel around his waist, left hand hidden behind his back. Though his cheeks were clearly dotted with sweat from strenuous activity, he stubbornly insisted to He Chensheng that he'd just been unable to sleep and was exercising.
He Chensheng's lips twitched. He stepped aside, trying to peek into the room, but saw nothing suspicious except for a small fox sleeping soundly on the bed.
Made him even more puzzled.
