"Grandpa, Sister Xuan, Uncle Lu, what's going on today? Why is everyone here?" The youth slung his bag onto a rosewood chair and turned around, his face a mask of confusion.
But when he saw the looks on everyone's faces, he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, something's wrong. What happened?"
"Get lost! Why do I get so irritated the moment I see you? Scram!" Ye Jizu frowned and snapped at the young man.
"You're the one telling me to get lost! Just don't send people to tie me up and drag me back!" Ye Haoxuan shot back, rebelliously meeting Ye Jizu's gaze.
"Like father, like son, Ye Jizu! Look! Just look at this fine son you've raised!" Ye Congjun pointed at Ye Jizu, scolding him with a mix of anger and disappointment.
