Chen Ziyang was already as fierce as a dragon and a tiger.
Besides, he had drunk half a pot of He Yongsheng's nutritious soup.
That night, He Yuxin thoroughly enjoyed herself, while her father, He Yongsheng, couldn't sleep at all.
His own daughter, too noisy!
Even though it was his own house, she shouldn't have screamed so recklessly!
As morning arrived, just as Chen Ziyang stepped out of the room, he saw He Yongsheng in his robe, drinking tea in the living room.
"Uncle He, good morning!"
Chen Ziyang greeted him, looking fresh and energetic.
But He Yongsheng, with dark circles under his eyes, smiled awkwardly, "Up already?"
"Yes, Yuxin is still asleep!"
"Let her sleep! The kid is exhausted."
He Yongsheng said, sounding rather bitter.
Chen Ziyang also felt the atmosphere between them was a bit awkward, so he greeted him and went to the villa's courtyard.
He had been too busy these past few days to practice cultivation.
