Jun Ye cleared his throat gently: "Come in and sit down."
With one sentence, Feng Yongzhuo was brought into the room as well.
Yao Ye, realizing there was no drama happening in the hallway, could only turn back home. As he opened the door, he encountered some resistance and, being cautious, peeked an eye through the crack. There he saw his wife with their son, both eavesdropping behind the door.
Little Luoluo imitated his mother by pressing his little ear tightly against the door, curving his small lips with great interest as if the happenings outside were amusing.
Yao Ye couldn't bear to look. This son of his had inherited his very nature a hundred percent.
As Shen Jiayin noticed her husband returning, she quickly stepped back and simultaneously pulled her son away from the doorway, making a joint retreat. Little Luoluo wasn't too pleased; he pouted as Shen Jiayin picked him up: "Why?"
Why could Dad watch the fun but they couldn't?
