"Alright." Ethan Hayes nodded and obediently followed Vivian York into the living room.
Originally lounging in the living room watching TV and drinking tea, Mr. York unwillingly came out at the call of Mrs. York, and immediately ran into Ethan.
The two men's gazes met in the air. After staring at Ethan for a while, Mr. York couldn't help but slightly frown and say, "Vivian's students are this old??"
"Dad, didn't I tell you he's in the third year of high school??" Vivian York looked at her father with a half-crying, half-laughing expression: "Did you think I was going to teach elementary school students?"
"Oh..." Mr. York looked at Ethan thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, then nodded at Ethan and headed towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, as soon as Mrs. York saw her husband coming over, she hurriedly pulled him in with a quick motion and closed the kitchen door.
Mr. York looked at his wife with a bewildered face and said, "What are you doing?? Acting like a burglar."
