"Cou-Cousin..."
To say the person Zhou Baiying fears most in this life isn't his father, but the silent and taciturn cousin who became famous at a young age.
He is someone who can educate him in place of his father, and as long as it doesn't kill him, his father would say he deserved it.
So every time Zhou Baiying contemplated mischief and saw Cousin Xiao, he turned as obedient as a grandson, afraid of being taught a lesson.
When he was caught teasing a respectable woman on the street, he didn't know how he was going to be punished. Admitting his fear might just earn him his cousin's mercy.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as hoped.
"Zhou Baiying, you're becoming more and more audacious, terrorizing citizens by riding your horse in public, and then teasing virtuous women," Xiao Shiqing said with a stern face, enunciating each word carefully.
Zhou Baiying's face looked stiff, and he forced a smile, "We were just joking around, just playing a joke, yes, just a joke..."
