Ye Xingguang had no idea who the 'she' Ye Junqing was referring to, but as Xiao Yun's gaze fell on her, she jolted anxiously. "What? Ye Junqing, you malignant tumor, why are you ordering your bodyguard to knock me out?"
"Xiao Yun, can't you hear my orders?!" Ye Junqing's low growl was filled with hoarseness.
Xiao Yun was caught in a dilemma.
Ye Xingguang looked at Xiao Yun warily, "You, don't come near me. If you dare to knock me out, I'll report Ye Junqing for domestic violence at the civil affairs bureau! Have you all gone mad? As his old illness flares up, you lock him in the toilet? Don't you know that what he needs most right now is to lie down peacefully? He could do with a hug pillow too!"
This was the conclusion Ye Xingguang came up with from observing Ye Junqing's most recent episode. Despite discussing serious issues, her face involuntarily blushed.
The bodyguards were taken aback, "A hug pillow? We've never heard of that."
