"Explain yourself, how exactly have I misled the younger generation?" Li Meiyu, feeling insulted as a teacher, stepped forward and grabbed Tong Yao's wrist, demanding an explanation.
Before Tong Yao could react, Si Chen came out from the kitchen, pulled Tong Yao behind him, and warned with a furrowed brow, "She's injured her arm, don't pull on her wound."
He stood there, stone-faced, with curtained black eyes that held a chilling gaze even without an overt display of anger. Women quarreling in the faculty neighbourhood was nothing new, and the male doctors generally chose to stay indoors, pretending not to hear. They'd emerge from their houses only when the storm seemed to subside, to escort their wives back into their homes. After all, everyone's a colleague here - nobody wanted to rub others the wrong way. Si Chen was the first to ever openly stand up for his wife.
Li Meiyu was enraged. "So, the two of you are ganging up on me now?"
