Yang Chuxia slapped away his hand holding the shoes and pointed to the side, "The shoes you took off are your dadâs, why should I wear them?"
Ye Haoyang was stunned, "Mom, youâre something else, hitting someone without taking off your own shoes. Youâve ruined the image of my scholarly dad."
"Stop talking nonsense and quickly put your dadâs shoes back on."
"Yes, at your command, madam. Here you go, Dad, let me help you with the shoes." Ye Haoyang happily brought the shoes closer.
"Alright, I can do it myself." Ye Ziâan took the shoes and put them on himself while asking, "Where did you go last night?"
"Yeah, where did you go?" Yang Chuxia patted his shoulder, "Your dad and I arrived yesterday, waiting for you to come back for dinner, but we waited all night. Where did you fool around, you rascal? Iâm warning you, youâre about to get married, so donât do anything that would let Huaâen down. If you do, itâs not just Uncle Mu who wonât spare you, but your dad and I wonât either."
"Mom, donât worry, Iâm not that kind of person." After thinking for a moment, he added, "I was with Huaâen yesterday."
"What did you say?" Yang Chuxia suddenly got angry, "You rascal, how could you do such a thing? Even though youâre engaged, youâre not married yet! How can you be together? What if people talk? You know how important a girlâs reputation is. You, you, you... youâre getting on my nerves! Oh my! My heart hurts!!"
Ye Haoyang was speechless, watching his mother dramatically clutching her chest.
"Why are you still standing there? Go prepare the gifts, today Iâm going to your Uncle Muâs house to settle the wedding date."
Sigh, raising a son is hard work. Whenever thereâs trouble, she has to clean up the mess.
Ye Haoyang helplessly held his forehead, "Mom, itâs not what you think, we didnât do anything..."
"Didnât do anything?" Yang Chuxia immediately moved in front of him, looking him up and down, and suddenly said, "Son, are you... not up to it?"
"..." Ye Haoyang deeply felt the old blood boiling inside him.
Ye Ziâan also helplessly rolled his eyes.
"Mom, we just stayed in the same house, not even in the same bed, what could have happened?"
Hearing that, Yang Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, she remarked, "Son, you really lack skills. Under the same roof and you didnât manage to do anything? Luckily, you have an engagement from a young age, otherwise, with you like this, could I ever hope for a grandchild?"
"I..." Is this even a conversation topic? Should he have done something wrong or not?
"Alright, let Second talk properly." Ye Ziâan pulled Yang Chuxia to sit down and asked, "Did you come from the Mu Residence? Uncle Mu didnât notice you?"
Ye Haoyang wiped his forehead and slowly said, "I came from the Yushu Alley side, Huaâen is also over there."
Then Ye Haoyang explained everything that happened during this time to his parents.
Yang Chuxia was shocked for a long time, "Youâre saying the two sisters switched identities? My goodness! Huarong, such a cheerful girl, could do something like disfigure herself. I just canât believe it."
Ye Ziâan, however, said, "Theyâre twins, itâs normal for them to have similar tastes. Over time, jealousy can grow, and once jealousy arises, people can do anything."
"After you left Funan, Huaâen also left, leaving a note without saying where she was going. Uncle Mu was about to return to the capital, so your mother and I came back with him."