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Ye Chen was neither blushing nor excited. He had just set a new personal record for mental unsoundness. He naturally pinched Cheng Anya's cheek.

"Do not knead my face!" Cheng Anya was displeased. She raised her hand to stop Ye Chen but he blocked it. As he looked at Cheng Anya, he raised his eyebrows and pinched her hard, twice. Cheng Anya was infuriated.

"You have a very nice face that I like to touch," he innocently explained.

"Hehe…" Ning Ning sniggered as he tapped the window with force and applauded his daddy. His daddy had his mommy within his grasp. "Daddy, I really worship you!"

"What are you doing, Ning Ning?" Daddy Cheng, who went to get Anya some water, returned to see Ning Ning laugh as he tapped the window. He felt weird that his typically calm and elegant grandson behaved so out of character for once.

"Ah, grandpa…" Ning Ning's facial expressions quickly changed. "I was listening to French jokes!"