Ye Xingbei: "..."
Gu Junzhu: "..."
It was rare to see Fifth Lord of Gu also looking completely speechless, which made Ye Xingbei crack up instead.
She bent down, picked Xiao Shumiao up from the ground, patted the dirt off him, and knocked on his head. "From now on you're not allowed to roll around on the ground. It's too dirty! And your dad is right, the floor is cold, you'll catch a cold and get diarrhea. If you get sick, I'll have Aunt Yaer cook you the bitterest medicine, and have Brother Qingrun jab your butt with needles!"
"I'm not afraid of bitter medicine, and I'm not afraid of painful shots!" Xiao Shumiao puffed out his little chest, full of pride.
Ye Xingbei: "..."
Gu Junzhu burst out laughing and was just about to say something when his phone rang.
He patted his precious son's little head, took out his phone, and glanced at the screen.
It was a call from Yu Mo.
"Who is it?" Ye Xingbei leaned over to look.
