Chapter 1061: Typing on Your Knees

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Yisheng, who was making breakfast, saw her come in and calmly greeted her —

"Good morning, Ping Sheng."

"What the hell! An Yisheng, you actually dared to secretly film my snoring last night and post it on your friend circle I order you to delete that post immediately!" Wen Pingsheng said angrily.

Someone truly had no will to survive, softly saying, "They've all seen it, deleting it or not makes no difference anymore."

Wen Ping Sheng, “!!!” He was so angry that he couldn’t speak for a moment.

Yisheng also said, "I think it's pretty cute."

"Give me your phone, and I'll delete it," she said.

"The phone is in my right pocket." He thought for a moment, then suggested, "Can you not delete it Set it to private so no one else can see it."

Wen Ping thought to himself: "Did he mix up the functions of Weibo and WeChat, and set it to private What an idiot."

"No!" Wen Ping Sheng refused flatly.

His phone didn't even have a screen lock set up, so she easily opened his WeChat and clicked into his Moments.

After a moment's hesitation, she said with a touch of arrogance, "Unless...unless you ask me."

"How to ask" he asked without shame.

"Why are you asking me when you should know this yourself" Wen Ping Sheng stomped his foot angrily, grabbed his phone and walked out of the kitchen.

Go back to the room to brush teeth and wash face.

After that, she saw Tang Mo sending a WeChat message to Yi Sheng at night.

Three Shao: 'Hey, I just wanted to check in and see if you were feeling cool.'

Wen Ping Sheng pondered for a moment, a glint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then he mimicked Yi Sheng's tone to reply to Tang Mo Qing Ye's message.

AYS: 'Well, I'm kneeling on the keyboard Ping Sheng bought me for a few dozen yuan, and the keys are a bit stiff.'

AYS: 'Above, being forced to reply like this by Ping Sheng.'

Yi Sheng's WeChat nickname is his first name's initial.

Sanshao: No picture, no proof. Let Pingsheng take a photo to see.

AYS: 'It's not appropriate to air dirty laundry in public.'

Sanshao: Hahaha, what a family scandal shouldn't be publicized. I took screenshots. Take care.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wen Ping Sheng, who was feeling guilty like a thief, hurriedly exited the chat window and followed Yi Sheng's words, "Breakfast is ready."

She replied briefly and hurried to open the door.

Yi Sheng stood at the door, then she gave a little 'hmm' sound and returned his phone.

Even if you delete all the videos from your Moments and photo albums, I still have a few cloud backups. Yisheng said so.

"!!!" Wen Ping Sheng.

This must be the devil.

"Give me your phone, I haven't deleted you from my friend list yet."

"Opportunity only knocks once."

Yi Sheng casually set up a screen lock and then put his phone in his pocket.

To be honest, Wen Ping Sheng felt a little out of sorts when her younger brother returned to Kyoto. She wasn't used to it because Yi Sheng didn't talk much; she and her younger brother were the ones who chatted constantly.

Now the two of them, she felt the dining atmosphere was a bit quiet.

Wen Ping Sheng thought for a moment, then found a topic, "I want to go shopping in the evening, would you like to come"

Now it's June, the weather is hot, she doesn't like going out during the day, under the strong sun, her whole body is sweaty and sticky; if she goes out in the evening, the temperature is a little lower, which won't affect work, just relax.

"I'm going." He answered confidently.

"OK!"

After finishing breakfast, the two went out for a while.

Yisheng received a 'care' message from Tang Yucheng on WeChat.

Er Ye: 'Yi Sheng, have you finished typing yet'

AYS: ‘’

Second Master: [image]

This is a screenshot of a chat conversation from Tang Moqing's recent WeChat moments post.

AYS: ‘…’.

He glanced at Wen Ping Sheng, the culprit who pretended to be chatting with him and the Third Young Master.

"What's wrong" Wen Ping Sheng asked, a little puzzled.

"It's nothing," he denied.

Then he saw a WeChat message from Tang Yucheng.

Second Master: 'Actually, Ping Sheng is already quite kind. He didn't make you kneel on a nail board, or even on a remote control that can't be changed. I've knelt on a durian shell.'

AYS: ‘...Gratitude’

Second Master: 'Well, you should be grateful.'

……

Tang Family Garden, Rear Garden

An Xiaotu used her husband's phone to chat with Yisheng, and then returned the phone to Tang Yucheng.

"When have I ever knelt on a durian shell It ruins my image," Tang Yucheng chuckled.

In my dream, you were still kneeling over the TV remote, unable to change the channel,” An Xiaotu made up.

Today is Sunday, but probably because Wen Mu and Wen Yizhou both returned to Kyoto, Yi Sheng said that he wouldn't come to the Tang family this weekend.

And

"What else do you want Want me to beat you up in your dreams A bruised and battered sort of beating"

"Can't you dream of something good" he leaned in and nibbled her ear.

An Xiaotu replied tactfully, "Good things happen in reality."

Tang Yucheng was very satisfied with what he heard.

Xiao An walked past, feigning melancholy and sighing, “Oh my, what have I done wrong I’m only a boy who’s not even eight years old, and I’m constantly being fed dog food by you two.”

"An Nian, is your school about to have summer vacation" Tang Yucheng suddenly asked that.

"Yeah, what's up, Daddy" Little An nodded.

Tang Yucheng's expression and tone were both serious and earnest, "I was thinking that as a boy of the Tang family, you will bear great responsibility in the future. You are the pillar of the Tang family. In order to cultivate your independence as soon as possible, I will transfer you to a boarding school next semester. One month, you can only go home twice, or send you abroad to get ahead of the curve and receive better Western education."

"Daddy, are you a devil" Xiao An cried out anxiously, stamping his feet.

"That's me," Tang Yucheng nodded.

"Dog food is a symbol of Mommy and Daddy's love. I like to eat dog food, especially, I would be willing to eat it for my whole life." Little An immediately said flatteringly.

Tang Yucheng sneered, "Hmph, next semester you're going to boarding school. No discussion."

It's just scaring the little guy.

“Mommy! Can’t you control your husband” Little An was truly afraid that his dad might get angry and turn him into a boarding child, “Mr. Tang Yucheng, you are already a mature man, can’t you stop bullying a seven-year-old child.”

The little guy kept emphasizing his age, making himself appear weak, pitiful, and helpless.

"An Nian, you're only a little over seven years old. You going to boarding school, Mommy will definitely be worried and will go with you to take care of you." An Xiaotu's words showed that she was on her son's side.

Little An ran into her arms and said happily, "Mommy, I love you the most. I can't wait to go to boarding school."

As he spoke, he also shot a defiant look at his father.

As expected, only Mommy is the best in the world.

Tang Yucheng started comparing himself to his son, seeing who was more pitiful, "Rabbit, do you have the heart to leave me and Xiao Ge'er at home" Rong stood frozen in place, thinking back to what her husband had just said about the divorce agreement. He had promised to give her all of their assets as compensation. So this whole idea that he wa...