The rice spat by the boy landed right on Gong Jie's face, who had been coincidentally sitting opposite of him.
His uncle tried to hold back his fury as he closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. He seemed to have mulled over everything repeatedly before he was finally able to suppress his anger after much difficulty.
He opened his eyes and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you seeking death?"
"No, no, uncle… I wasn't laughing at you." Little Yichen was flustered and tried to explain himself, but he only ended up looking even guiltier.
It was fine if he did not try to hide it.
His uncle's face turned uglier the moment he did. With a dark expression, he retorted, "You're obviously mocking me!"
Youyou took out his phone all of a sudden and showed Little Yichen a video. "You slept really early yesterday, so you missed out on a lot of stuff. Good thing I took a video; here, let me show you!"
