Yang Guang had just finished dinner. Sitting on the soft sofa in the living room, he watched the live broadcast on the television while scrolling through Twitter on his phone.
His private chat with the young French player Mbappé had put him in an excellent mood.
It was his first time interacting with Mbappé privately, but they had mainly discussed personal matters unrelated to the club.
"Who are you chatting with so happily?"
His wife, Su Ye, walked over with a cup of hot water, placed it on the coffee table in front of Yang Guang, and sat down beside him.
Their son, Yang Guang, was playing with LEGO bricks across from them. Apparently, he planned to build a castle manor all by himself that night.
"A gorgeous woman." Yang Guang smiled and handed over his phone.
He had been married to Su Ye for many years, and there had never been any secrets between them. They even often looked through each other's phones and messages, considering it perfectly natural.
Every couple had their own way of getting along. Yang Guang and Su Ye both felt that theirs worked very well.
"Mbappé?" Su Ye saw the name on Twitter. "I've heard of him. I hear Real Madrid's scouts have been following him."
Yang Guang nodded. "Yeah. The youngster has been playing quite well, but he got injured tonight."
Following her husband's gesture, Su Ye saw that the television was broadcasting a live Ligue 1 match.
Yang Guang had probably noticed Mbappé's injury while watching the Ligue 1 broadcast, then gone onto Twitter and seen him there.
"You already knew him?" Su Ye asked curiously.
Yang Guang smiled and furrowed his brow as he thought. "A long time ago. I don't remember clearly. He came to Valdebebas for a trial with