"Ah..." Ye Weichen was puzzled momentarily, because his dad's question was somewhat strange. "Why would I be scared of answering her calls, Dad, you're really something!"
Old Ye's expression suddenly turned serious, and with the hand holding the cigarette, he pointed firmly at his son. "Ye Weichen, don't blame me for not reminding you, Xiao Qingcang is your best friend, and you're not allowed to hit on his girlfriend!"
"When did I ever hit on his girlfriend? Dad, don't talk nonsense!"
"Then why was Lanlan calling our house non-stop today?" Old Ye asked disbelievingly.
Old Ye had always been in the team, and he was a very traditional person lacking much education, but in dealing with people and matters, he had strong principles. Conservative by nature, he immediately assumed his son must have meddled with someone's fiancée!
This accusation infuriated Ye Weichen. "If she wants to call me, that's her business, what does it have to do with me?"
