"An An, you should hit Little Fu less from now on. Look how many times you hit him on that variety show. I remember you used to just talk at most. Why have you started using your hands?" Mei Yinghe's tone grew puzzled, as though she were wondering how Chi An had turned out this way.
"Grandma, I barely use any force, and he asks for it himself. Ask him if you don't believe me." As he spoke, Chi An reached over from behind and gave Fu Yanci a smack.
Fu Yanci abruptly sat upright, as though he had done something wrong. "Yes! That's right, I asked for all of it. He wasn't the one who wanted to hit me."
Gu Zijin pressed his lips together and exchanged a glance with Ren Wuyang beside him. They had seen exactly what videos Fu Yanci was watching in the car.
They had thought he had actually learned something, but looking at him now... he would probably be done for once Grandma and Grandpa left.
"Well..." Mei Yinghe exchanged a glance with An Huaifeng. The latter showed little reaction. Looking at Fu Yanci's pitiful expression, then at Chi An glaring at him beside her, Mei Yinghe said, "An An, you two will be living together in the future, after all. You absolutely mustn't do this again."
"All right, Grandma." Chi An answered with a smile that did not reach his eyes, his hand behind him pinching Fu Yanci's flesh hard.
Leaning against the sofa, Song Wenjing tilted his head and caught sight of this. His eyes widened in horror. Looking at Fu Yanci, who was still visibly enduring it, he felt a headache coming on for him.
"Grandma, we're having a barbecue tonight. We'll go outside to set up the grill and get