Yan Song suddenly let go of his collar, and Yan Ke unexpectedly fell onto the bed, grimacing in pain as he got up, just to see the man's broad back leaving.
"What did I do to deserve this, boohoo, I can't stay in this house, everyone bullies me...."
Yan Song came out of Yan Ke's room, and at that moment, Zhuang Xiyue was pulling Yun Ya along, and when Yan Song casually raised his eyes, he was stunned on the spot the instant he saw the girl, deeply impressed by her beauty.
The girl's pretty face was slightly flushed, as if covered in rouge, tender and affectionate.
Zhuang Xiyue saw her son looking silly like that and couldn't help but laugh, suddenly she said, "I left the bag inside, Yun Ya, wait for me for a moment." As she spoke, she hurriedly turned back.
