Ye Xi wiped his tears while asking, "What's wrong, Youyou?"
Lu Youheng cried so hard that he felt incredibly wronged looking at Ye Xi.
The little guy didn't speak, and Lu Lingxiao didn't seem inclined to say anything either, so Ye Xi could only carry him back to her own room first.
Grandma Ye, draped in her clothing, sat upright in bed. Seeing Youyou with his little legs bare, she quickly lifted the blanket beside her, "Come over here quick, don't catch a cold dressed so lightly."
Ye Xi walked over and placed Youyou into her own bed.
As soon as the little guy got into the bed, he stopped crying.
He curled up inside, rolling into a little cocoon, and asked with teary eyes, "Teacher Ye, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Although Grandma Ye's bed wasn't too large, they could squeeze in enough to make space.
Ye Xi knew about the relationship between this father and son. Lu Lingxiao was too strict with his child and would never soften.
