Tong Airui chuckled, "I won't resort to such violent methods."
"Hm, if you did, you wouldn't deserve to be my son." Long Che took Tong Yao by the hand and stepped forward, only to pause again. "Which ward is Yi Weiyang staying in?"
Yi Luowa was momentarily stunned—was he planning to see her second uncle first?
"I'll lead you there." Tong Airui smiled, pulled Yi Luowa gently, and walked ahead.
"Let me go in first later; don't scare Weiyang too much," Tong Yao whispered.
Long Che snorted lightly, "I'm no plague god; what's there to be scared of?"
"You're not much better than one!" Tong Yao laughed, shaking her head.
Yi Luowa glanced back at them, pressing her lips into a faint smile. Tong Airui's father wasn't just here to visit her second uncle—he insisted on seeing him first. She felt pleasantly surprised. It was enough to prove that their family was relatively satisfied with her; otherwise, her second uncle wouldn't be prioritized.
