Suizi considered herself a very serious woman, capable of maintaining composure and not laughing under normal circumstances.
However, upon seeing Yu Shuisheng's bruised face, Suizi couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Having caught Yu Shuisheng's sidelong glance, Suizi quickly turned around, pretending to search for something on the ground.
"I dropped a coin! Please help me find it."
"What coin? Your father's scratched-up face is more interesting than a coin!" Yu Jingting refused to play along, completely exposing Suizi's little trick.
He didn't even preserve a shred of dignity for Yu Shuisheng.
With a mockingly tone, he said, "Quickly, hand over my camera. I need to take some close-up photos of our father."
"Have you no shame?" Yu Shuisheng glared at his son and touched his face which had been scratched by his wife, wincing at the pain.
His left eye was bruised and three blood-streaked scratches adorned his right cheek, looking much like a cat's whiskers.