Ye Yixing got off the car, still looking dumbfounded at the half stick of kumquat sugar-coated fruits in his hand.
Just now, Cousin Lu Yun kept staring at the sugar-coated fruit in his hand, making him afraid to throw it away.
Just as he was about to toss it into a nearby trash can, a deafening roar suddenly came from behind him.
"Ye Yixing! You're back so late, where have you been fooling around again?"
Before the words were finished, his ear was grabbed by his own father.
Ye Yixing's expression twisted more from pain than from eating the sugar-coated fruit just now.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Dad! Be gentle!"
"Better fess up! Out so late and not back home, where have you been fooling around?"
Ye Yixing quickly responded, "I wasn't fooling around, I just came back with Cousin."
"Lu Yun?" In the living room, Ye's father paused and let go.
Ye Yixing collapsed onto the sofa, motionless.
