The Night After The Shots (2)

"Zheyan, why don't you spend the night here?" Yang Chen said, noticing the color was coming back to his son's face, but he was still pale. "I don't want you driving." 

Yang Zheyan had no problem driving back at all. He trusted his driving skills, but the person beside him was already looking for ways to leave him. Tsk, after what happened today. She might try escaping to a faraway country, but good luck to her, if she can even escape. 

"Ugh, I suddenly don't feel so good." Yang Zheyan rubbed the side of his head and laid it on Xiong Jingfei's shoulder. 

"Son, are you alright? What's wrong?" Song Liqin couldn't bear to see her son hurt, even though he was faking his illness. Still, she stayed a good length away from him for insurance so she won't accidentally touch him again.

Yang Zheyan cracked open his eyes and was motioning for his grandfather to take the hint.