Chang Danran quickly stood up, âThen you bathe Xiaoman, donât let him play with water too much, or heâll freeze.â
But before she could turn around, her wrist was grabbed, Xia Ye Zhao wouldnât let her go, and he said, âYou bathe him, I canât.â
âWhat are you doing here if you canât? If you want a son, you should learn to take care of him.â
She held on to her remaining sanity, keeping her eyes off him and focusing solely on Xiaomanâs naked body. But even without looking at him, the palpable tension in the air made her cautious, fearing that she would lose control if she stayed any longer.
Leaving those words, she tried to shake off the manâs hand, but her attempt was in vain. With a hard pull from Xia Ye Zhao, in the next instance, she went down uncontrollably. Had she not been quick to prop herself against his chest, she would have fallen into his arms. She couldnât help but curse, âXia Ye Zhao, have you had enough?â
âNot enough!â
He had missed out on five years of family bliss, never experiencing Xiaomanâs normal childhood. Xiaoman was already this big, and Xia Ye Zhao felt helpless, resentful, and hateful. He snapped, âYou bathe him, or deal with him being cold, I donât care.â
âYou!â
âMommy, canât you stay?â
To their surprise, Xiaoman also extended his little hand, grabbing Chang Danranâs arm, his eyes filled with expectation.
At this moment, Xiaoman was too happy. It seemed that things he dreamed of always became reality.
In a pitiful tone, Xiaoman pleaded, âI donât want to be alone with the bad guy, Iâll freeze, I donât want to take medicine anymore.â
Chang Danran sympathized with her son, glaring at Xia Ye Zhao, âLeave, Iâll bathe him first, and after Iâm finished, you can go in.â
Xia Ye Zhao ignored her, and after releasing her arm, he took the remote control out of the small drawer next to the bathtub, turned on the television embedded in the bathroom wall, and while soaking in the bath, he flipped through the channels, finding something he was interested in.
Today was the presidential election, every television station was showing various presidential candidatesâ speeches, and in less than an hour, the voting would end. Judging by the current vote count, there was no need to wait another hour, the winner was clear to all.
Ye Shiting was unstoppable, no one could compete with him, even Lawson Perry, who was once in a tight race with Ye Shiting, was affected by the gas station explosion and was thrown off by Ye Shiting.
Chang Danran glared at Xia Ye Zhao for a while, seeing that he was unmoved, she felt helpless and frustrated. Unable to resist her sonâs plea, she had no choice but to continue bathing him. Fortunately, there was sound from the television, otherwise, she wouldnât know what to do.
Ye Xingguang was also watching TV, curious about the election results?
She congratulated her sister-in-law in advance on WeChat, and was pulled into the Yeâs Family group chat. As soon as she entered the group, she saw people giving out red envelopes.
She couldnât control her fingers and clicked on the red envelope. She didnât expect to be the luckiest and received 0.1 yuan, while everyone else got just a few cents.
Tang Zhou: [Oh, I only got eight cents!]
Ji Qishu: [Hey! Little Starlight is the lucky one! The luckiest one must accept the punishment, come on, the one who gave out the red envelopes, announce the punishment.]
What? You have to accept punishment for grabbing a dime?
Ye Xingguang regretted clicking on the red envelope just now.
Ye Xingguang: [How about I give out red envelopes?]
Tang Zhou: [No, that doesnât obey the rules of our group, the luckiest one must answer three truthful questions!]