"My host is here."
"Don't you dare hang up you fucking piece of-"
Wang Li ended the call and offered a smile to the blonde.
"Your parents are kind."
"Thank you," Ying Yue smiled, "Are you alright?"
"Mm."
"Your fists…"
Wang Li let out a sigh and loosed his hands. Sliding the phone into his pocket, he stared at the furrowed brows and pursed lips. Ying Yue was looking at him, then looked away, before looking at him again.
"Ah Li…"
"Hm."
"The person on the phone, was it your mother?"
"You could hear her?"
"Not clearly, but she was screaming. Is everything alright?"
"Do not worry, Ah Yue. I'm going to finish homework before I sleep."