"Mom told me not to worry about it and just leave it to her to handle."
Xie Yizun actually wasn't worried about this kind of totally made‑up nonsense.
His brother‑in‑law was his brother‑in‑law, that fact couldn't be more real.
What was bothering him was something else—"I…"
"What's wrong?" Ning Youguang asked patiently.
Maybe it was because her gentle voice was like a summer evening breeze, blowing away the restlessness in his heart as soon as it reached his ears, or maybe it was because of the support and respect she'd given Xie Yizun since they were kids.
The teenager hesitated for a moment, then told her the suspicion he hadn't even mentioned to his mom, "I suspect the people blackening me are the ones training with me."
If nothing had happened, he would've brushed off those strange looks he'd seen from a few people in the bathroom that morning. But now that something had happened, there was no way he couldn't overthink it.
"What makes you say that?" Ning Youguang asked.
