As expected, after playing until late in the evening and having dinner out, Ye Fei collapsed onto the living room sofa the moment they got home, too exhausted to move.
"Ye Fei, go take a shower. I need to talk to you later," Liu Yiru said, ignoring her son's fatigue as she pulled him up. She knew she had to strike while the iron was hot—her goal was to tire him out so he wouldn't have the energy to think about anything else, and then she could instill some proper values in him.
Ye Fei had always been a good boy who listened to his mother. Even though he was "physically exhausted," he obediently went into the bathroom.
About ten minutes later, Liu Yiru saw her son walk out of the bathroom. But he wasn't wearing any clothes—just a white towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his muscular upper body and strong legs.
