Ye Chenfeng comforted his mother, Sun Meiqin, with a few words before awkwardly saying, "Mom, there are so many people watching! Besides, if you hug me so tightly, Dad's definitely going to get jealous."
Sun Meiqin glared at Ye Chenfeng and said, "Chenfeng, what's wrong with your mom hugging you for a while? You are flesh from my own body; if others don't cherish you, I worry about you every moment. Let someone try to get jealous. If they get jealous even over their own son, I'll make that person sleep on the floor every night."
After letting go of Ye Chenfeng, Sun Meiqin glanced meaningfully at Ye Donghua, which made him pretend to hear nothing, breaking out in cold sweat. Ever since Ye Chenfeng left for the Ancient Martial World, Ye Donghua hadn't slept peacefully for a single night, with Sun Meiqin complaining every evening that he was useless as a father. It could be said that Ye Donghua's days had been extremely bitter!
