Uncle Wang San stepped onto the stage, looking at Mo Yinhe affectionately: "Little fellow, I think highly of you. How about I take you as my disciple? As long as you follow and learn, I guarantee that within a few years, you’ll be able to use your own skills to kick them off the martial arts stage."
Mo Yinhe, the little guy, pursed his thin lips and said one word: "Noisy."
Ye Xingguang seed a bit uneasy: "Honey, what do you think of this Uncle Wang San?"
Before Ye Junqing could speak, Li Zhengqing, standing behind her, whispered: "Family Head, Uncle San’s accomplishnts in martial arts are truly the best in the entire Wang’s Family. You better let the young master step down, otherwise–"
Before Li Zhengqing finished speaking, with a "thud" sound, Uncle Wang San had already fallen between Wang Jian and Wang Yuan, and even Li Zhengqing was stunned.
Ye Xingguang stuffed her milk tea into Ye Junqing’s hand and clapped with her now free hands: "Great! No wonder you’re my personally taught son!"
Ye Junqing smiled slightly, listening to the unashad voice of his little fish tail, he felt it was incredibly cute.
Mo Yinhe, the little guy, didn’t plan to dismantle the stage either, standing arrogantly outside the martial arts stage, scanning around: "Anyone else?"
There truly were so brave souls who, frustrated, rushed onto the stage, but the outco was unsurprising: anyone who went up was kicked off the stage by Mo Yinhe!
After kicking down a dozen or so, everyone below the stage fell silent, not daring to act rashly.
Mo Yinhe looked disdainfully at the cowards below the stage: "Ha, can’t even beat , yet you dream of competing against my mom. My mom only taught for a year, and I could sweep across the entire Wang’s Family. How many lives do you have, daring to directly challenge my mom?"
Aema, she loved her son too much!
Which little princess will beco her daughter-in-law in the future? She couldn’t help but start to envy, feel jealous, and hate...
Ye Junqing stuffed the milk tea back into her hand, saying two words: "Wake up."
Ye Xingguang coughed lightly, she never didn’t wake up, she’s always been very clear-headed, aware that as long as her son is around, no one in the world dares not to submit to her.
Ye Xingguang switched to a boss-like sitting posture: "Now, is there anyone who thinks I’m not qualified to beco the Family Head of Wang’s Family?"
Everyone remained silent, who dared to disagree, with her son being so formidable, they didn’t dare to imagine how high the mother’s skills are?
Ye Xingguang waited for a while, ensuring no one spoke up: "Since that’s the case, today’s martial arts competition ends here. After sitting on a plane for several hours, I’m tired, Li Zhengqing, arrange a place for to stay."
Li Zhengqing imdiately bowed his head: "Family Head, accommodation has already been prepared for you, at Gonzales’s Main Mansion."
"Mm, lead the way then."
Ye Xingguang waved at Mo Yinhe, and the little guy proudly strutted over to her side: "Mom, I’m so aweso, is there a reward?"
Ye Xingguang bent down, planted a strong kiss on Mo Yinhe’s pink, sculpted side face, then picked him up.
No matter how cool Mo Yinhe appeared in front of outsiders, he was as sweet and docile in Ye Xingguang’s arms, arms proudly wrapped around her neck, monopolizing mom’s attention as he looked at Ye Junqing: "Dad, I’ve won mom’s heart with my skills."
Little brat, was this bragging?
Daring to brag in front of his old man!
Ye Junqing reached out a hand: "Yinhe is getting heavier, let hold the kid, I don’t mind the weight."
"Dad, am I as heavy as you?" Mo Yinhe flared up.
Without room for argunt, Ye Junqing directly pulled the little brat over, holding him with one arm, the other hand wrapped around Ye Xingguang’s waist, then he shot a glance at his son, daring him to act cocky again?
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