Yuan Xueshan couldn't stand anyone talk ill of her son, "Mom! Bei Jiang just finds getting up early so tough, which is why he likes to sleep in."
"Don't make excuses for him - he was the same back in school."
"He had to be at school by seven thirty in the mornings. It was tough too."
Zhou Yongxian: "..."
So, had her daughter-in-law shifted all of her attention from Jinlan to her son?
"That rascal, tell him to get up this instant."
Zhou Yongxian thought to herself, she shouldn't spoil this little devil too much. She shouted upstairs at the staircase, "Bei Jiang, Nan Fei is here, aren't you going to get up?"
Almost as soon as she had finished her sentence, there was a flurry of sounds from upstairs. Huo Beijiang stormed in like a gust of wind. His handsome face was still laced with the laziness of a recent nap.
He was only wearing his high school basketball uniform, which flopped and twisted around him in a way that made one want to go and straighten it out for him.
