"Haha, you brat, you needed a scare like this. Couldn't win but still showing off. You didn't know fear back then, but now do you?"
Wang Yumin stepped forward to look at Ye Chen. The worry on his face disappeared, and he lit a cigarette, returning to his usual cheeky demeanor.
But Ye Chen was looking at him with a mischievous grin on his face.
"What are you laughing at?"
Wang Yumin was a bit surprised to see Ye Chen's expression.
Ye Chen didn't respond, just coughed a few times then put on a face like he was dying.
"Oh dear, the injury is so severe, even coughing makes my lungs hurt."
Wang Yumin took a puff of his cigarette, just about to exhale when two hands suddenly covered his mouth from both sides, almost choking him.
"Ye Chen's lungs are uncomfortable from his injury, and you're smoking!"
"So grown up and still smoking!"
"You're not allowed to smoke!"
