Sheng Qingyan's face was gloomy.
Shen Changqing pressed his lips together.
While the atmosphere was deadlocked, Ji You was about to speak when Shen Changqing and the stony-faced Sheng Qingyan met eyes for a moment. He seemed to have made up his mind, his face reddening a bit awkwardly: "Gege… I'll be fine."
Ji You: "!!!"
Ji You's fingertips twitched.
Beside her, Sheng Qingyan's face went dark, his whole body shrouded in a cloud: "Calling me dad won't help!"
Ji You raised her hand and smacked Sheng Qingyan right on the forehead: "Cut it out already, I forbid you from bullying such a well‑behaved, soft, cute little Xiaoqing."
Sheng Qingyan hadn't been on guard and actually got slapped head‑on. He clutched his aching head and snarled viciously: "You poor dead, stop messing around! This is between me and Aqing."
