"Hehe," Little Yangyang laughed mischievously, and even when faced with his fatherās displeased gaze, he gave a radiant smile, unknowingly asking, "Where am I, where am I?"
As he asked, he was also pointing at the drawing on the table.
"Youāre not in it," Ye Ziāan said quite impolitely, and even went as far as to put away the drawing, afraid that the two little ones would accidentally damage it.
"Why? Why?" Yangyang was dumbfounded upon hearing that he wasnāt in the picture.
"Why should you be?" Ye Ziāan countered.
Yangyang stared with wide eyes, glanced at his father who seemed indifferent, then pouted and hugged his motherās neck, "Mom, Mom..."
"The babyās acting spoiled again," Lele glanced at him skeptically, doubting if this was really his younger brother.
"Alright, alright, stop clinging to your mom," she pulled down her sonās little arms and tapped his little nose, "If you want something, you need to say it. If you donāt tell us, even if you cling to Mommy, she wonāt know."
"Let Dad draw the little master! Let Dad draw the little master!"
"Pfft..." Ye Ziāan spat out his tea, and even the always composed father couldnāt maintain his calm in front of his mischievous son.
Just as he was about to scold his son, someone came from the front courtyard.
"Young master, Madam, First Old Master Li has come to visit."
"Oh, theyāve arrived so soon? Thatās unexpected," Ye Ziāan then asked, "Is it just him?"
"No, the young master from the Li Family and First Madam Li are here as well."
Ye Ziāan looked at Yang Chuxia upon hearing this, "Shall we go take a look together?"
"Mhm, letās see what the Li Family has to say. When First Madam Li left yesterday, she looked ready for a showdown with us."
"You two just stay here and play," she said as she handed her cloak to Ming Liu who had just arrived.
"Letās go together, letās go together." As soon as she finished speaking, Little Yangyang had already jumped out of her arms and run ahead to lead the way.
Yang Chuxia shook her head slightly, while Ye Ziāan had already picked up Lele.
"Letās go!"
When they arrived at the front courtyardās living room, they saw the young master from the Li Family placed on a door panel, which had two quilts beneath him; his legs and arms were wrapped in thick white gauze.
"First Old Master Li, First Madam Li!"
"Lord Ye, Madam Ye!"
Both parties greeted each other and took their seats.
Yang Chuxia cast a casual glance at First Madam Li. Her complexion looked quite grim, somewhat somber, but her eyes revealed a hint of worry.
Compared to her demeanor yesterday, she seemed like a completely different person.
"Lord Ye, I truly apologize!" First Old Master Li started by apologizing. Indeed, as a businessman, he understood the importance of assessing the situation. "Iāve not been at home year-round, and my young son has always been raised by womenās hands, which inevitably led to some doting. This has caused him to grow up not understanding the gravity of things, and I didnāt expect him to cause offense at the Ye Residence. Today, Iāve brought my young son here to apologize personally and to atone for his actions. Whether itās a beating, a fine, or a scolding, I leave it to your discretion. I only ask that you spare his life. After this incident, I will take it upon myself to discipline him, to prevent him from developing an ignorant disposition. There will be no more of such ridiculous incidents," he said, casting a glance at First Madam Li.
Tsk tsk, First Old Master Li certainly knows how to talk better than First Madam Li.
In one sentence, he implied that children raised by women are shallow and spoiled, which is why todayās incident occurred.
Whether itās a beating, a fine or a scolding, he managed to say beautiful words, making it difficult for anyone to actually go through with such actions after such a statement.
By begging for his sonās life, he completely displayed his fatherly love.
And in the very end, he made a promise.
Ye Ziāan listened, smiled faintly, and didnāt rush to speak.