Don't Call Me!

"You rascal, do you not know the things that you have done?" Yan Wendong really wanted to smash the teacup before him on Yan Lishu's head.

Out of his three sons, Yan Lishu was the scummiest one.

Since he was young, he was a headache.

"I've done a lot. I don't know which one you're talking about." Yan Lishu sounded calm, which made Yan Wendong even angrier. He stomped his feet.

He was so angry that he could die. "What's with the news tonight? Where did the illegitimate daughter come from!"

When he saw the news, Yan Wendong's face was as dark as coal, and he immediately called Yan Jianhua to call Yan Lishu back.

Yan Lishu was very helpless. He was called back just because of this rumor that came out of the blue.

"Aren't all of you waiting for me to get married and have children? Now, you have a granddaughter. Are you not happy yet?"

Yan Lishu frowned at the thought of Qin Mu hugging him slyly last night and calling him 'Dad'.

The next time I meet that girl, I must tie her up and spank her hard.

Yet, Qin Mu is Yan Xun's classmate.

Yan Lishu looked at his eldest nephew gloomily.

As an 'audience', Yan Xun was very engrossed in the 'show'. He did not speak; he just watched.

Yet, his third uncle suddenly threw a cold look at him. It shocked him, and he shivered a little. The watermelon on his hand shook.

He began breaking into a cold sweat. Why is Third Uncle staring at me in such a sinister manner? Even though I didn't offend him?

Happy?

It's good enough that he did not die from anger.

"If you really dare to give birth to some illegitimate daughter, watch if I break your legs!"

"I don't know how many times you've said that. I'm still doing fine!"

"Y-You…"

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, Sito Wan quickly grabbed her husband. "Okay, stop fighting. Reporters nowadays like to make things up, and they must be talking casually. Right, son?"

Sito Wan signaled at her eldest son with her eyes.

Yan Jianhua cooperated. "Mom's right. Dad, calm down. Listen to his explanation!"

Yan Jianhua signaled to Yan Lishu to lower himself down and explain while Mom calmed Dad down. Then, this would all be over.

Among Yan Wendong's three sons, Yan Lishu's temper was the most like Yan Wendong's.

"Explain my a**!"

The father and son had the same bad temper. No one would give in.

Yan Lishu said unwillingly. "There's no such thing!"

******

Ever since Yan Lishu became an adult, he spent fewer and fewer nights at the Yan Family.

Yan Lishu had just come out from the shower room when someone knocked on his room door.

Sito Wan entered with a plate of fruit. "Done showering? Just in time for some fruit!"

Yan Lishu took the fruits and placed them on a table at the side. Then, he walked over to close the door.

"Hey, hey. I'm not done speaking. Why are you closing the door!" Sito Wan blocked the door with her body and smiled at her charming son. He was a little like her when she was younger.

She spoke. "Little 3, how have you been doing lately?"

Yan Lishu frowned and corrected her. "Mom, don't call me Little 3."

Sito Wan stuck her arms on her hips and yelled. "I gave birth to you, and I raised you. I can't even call you by your nickname?"

"…"

Yan Lishu crossed his arms and leaned on the wardrobe. "Mom, if you have something to say, say it."

Sito Wan took out a stack of photos from behind her. "See if you like any of them and go for a blind date!"

In order to stop his mother from pestering him, Yan Lishu did not even look at it. He just took a random photo out for her.