To compare him, a grown man, to Xiao Yezi is a blatant insult to Xiao Yezi, but... huh? He actually is older than Xiao Yezi...
Ye Xian looked at him like a little beast ready to explode, clenching her teeth and fists.
Ye Shaowen faced her fierce gaze and instantly turned his face to watch the TV; he knew nothing, heard nothing, and did not want to draw the fire towards him!
Mother Ye was an artist, not only open-minded but also proactive in her actions.
"Xianxian, don't be shy or feel inferior. Mom has consulted the doctor, and it's not your fault. You are still young and have a lot of room to grow..."
"Stop talking!"
Ye Xian ran towards her room with her legs pumping, "Mom, you really don't need to worry about this; I've got it handled!"
Mother Ye was already prepared to persuade her and certainly would not let her go so easily, so she chased her into the room.
"Ah—"
"Mom, why are you taking off my clothes?!"
"Mommy, I can do it..."
