After a fruitless day searching for Ye Qiu, Ye Hai's pride in Ye Qiu bringing him glory began to fade, and he even started to blame Ye Qiu for being thoughtless.
"What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy? Who got you angry again?"
"Who else could it be, if not your precious daughter."
Zhong Meifen frowned unhappily. Ye Xia was her pride, the proof to her father-in-law and mother-in-law that girls were just as good, and she would not let her husband, who lacked the Fifth Rank, demean her.
"Isn't Xiaxia fine? Why are you talking about her?"
"I'm talking about Ye Qiu." Ye Hai glared at her.
"What about Ye Qiu?" Ye Xia had just come back from shopping outside. Ever since she found out that Ye Qiu was truly the provincial top scorer, she had been restless. Now, hearing her father mention that name again after over a year, Ye Xia's heart skipped a beat. Could her father know about that news?
