"Xiaxia, can't you find a nicer nickname?" Ye Zi'an asked helplessly.
To his surprise, Yang Chuxia suddenly pulled a cheeky face at him, said "No" and ran off.
Ye Zi'an watched, laughing and crying at the same time, as she ran into the distance. He thought to himself, people say he has changed, but this little girl has also changed in her own way. No, not changed. She's different when she's around him.
Yang Qingrui and his brother have been scolded by Ye Zi'an in the daytime, so they remained somewhat languid into the night.
Especially when they saw Ye Zi'an, they were angry but didn't dare to voice it.
Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan were curious and asked Yang Qingrui what was wrong. Yang Qingrui couldn't tell them. If he did, he might receive another scolding from his mother.
Just thinking about the extra thirty characters he had to write, on top of those assigned by the teacher, was enough of a worry. Thus, after dinner, the two brothers returned to their rooms.
