"Yang Chen Brother!"
"Teacher Yang Chen!"
"Uncle Yang Chen!"
They call him all sorts of names.
But for Ye Xin, their way of addressing is very consistent.
"Beautiful Sister!"
Yang Chen watched a bunch of little rascals looking up at Ye Xin with infatuated expressions, feeling a headache coming on.
"Shoo shoo! You little rascals, calling her sister and me uncle!" Yang Chen said in frustration.
A few of them giggled and said, "If not uncle, then what should we call you? We can't call you grandpa, right? You don't look as old as Grandpa Dean."
Yang Chen felt even more disheartened.
He looked at Ye Xin, "Do I look that old?"
Ye Xin covered her mouth with a smile, "What do you think?"
Seeing Ye Xin's gaze, Yang Chen shivered all over and subconsciously said, "I'm definitely not as youthful as you!"
"Hehe!" Ye Xin giggled and gave Yang Chen a satisfied look.
Yang Chen wiped a bit of sweat off his forehead, feeling like he escaped a disaster.
