"B-boss, I-i really– "
"I get it. It's not your fault." Zhao Yang silently nodded. "Just take precautions."
Lai Jiayi immediately nodded like a chicken pecking its food. "Y-yes, boss!"
With Lai Jiayi's answer, Zhao Yang gradually calmed down. The man then glared at Zhao Yun, who was still busy rubbing his butt.
"Yun Yun, apologize." He walked toward the boy and hit his head lightly. "Apologies," he repeated.
The boy could only nod and weakly wobbled toward Lai Jiayi. One could see he kept rubbing his stinging butt.
"M-miss…" Zhao Yun looked up with red eyes. "I-i am sorry…" He bowed 90° to the girl sitting on the sofa a few centimeters above the floor.
His imaginary wolf ears popped out again, but this time it was trembling in fear. His tail was tucked between his leg, looking pitiful to the max.
