That "A-Chen", turned Ye Xingtong's adorable face so dark that ink seemed about to drip from it, and Xiao Sichen's face didn't look much better.
They looked at each other, silent, just listening to the woman chattering beside them.
Xiao Mochi first looked at Gu Beiming with a sinister glint, and then at the pair of big and small whose gazes collided.
Stroking his chin, he thought: If it weren't for the fact that his brother had only been with one person back then, he'd really suspect that all the children from Ye Ranran's family were sired by his brother. Just look at this little guy, he's far too much like his brother.
"A-Chen, I beg you... for the sake of the two children we have, please save me quickly, will you?" Tang Siqi continued to shout, incessantly reminding Xiao Sichen that they had children.
However, before Xiao Sichen could respond, the special whip in Ye Xingtong's hand was unleashed, and he flicked it lightly.
With a whoosh.
The whip struck Tang Siqi.