Filled with hostility

  The spacious bedroom, although the exterior is an ancient Chinese-style pavilion, the interior is a steel and concrete structure. The furniture is all in classical style, made of expensive golden nanmu wood and redwood. However, the styles are all youthful and not at all old-fashioned.

  The air seemed to condense in an instant, and the man's gaze under Shen Xuan's provocation became increasingly thin, with a layer of frost covering the edges of his lips. The light that was originally scattered and empty in his pupils began to gather towards the center, scanning in circles!

  Suddenly, a sharp light flashed, and the light in his pupils seemed to be cutting flesh and scraping bones - ruthless!

  As soon as Shen Xuan mentioned it, he took a deep breath.

  When smiling, Wan Mei Cong Sheng, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, mixed with small dishes, lightly scraped the edge of the bowl, and put it to her lips, blowing gently, "Come..."

  This voice is truly as gentle as water, with a smile that brings spring breezes and blooming flowers.

  The bedroom was large, but the bed in the middle was also large, and the distance between the bedside table and the door was not far. Shen Xuan sat facing the door, so a smile made the people outside hold their breath...

  As soon as I entered the house, my mother-in-law slapped me in the face. I didn't cry or make a fuss, just like a docile bun that swallows everything.

  If someone shows concern and asks about your well-being, you might feel grateful and curve up the corners of your mouth, but it's just a shallow feeling.

  Even if she slowly gained recognition, her expression seemed to never change much.

  When everyone thought she wouldn't smile.

  At this moment, smile again, and then smile once more.

  Changeable and unpredictable, provocative, contemptuous, yet gentle as water.

  Xu Xuan was born with a good appearance, this face is like a snow-colored northern country suddenly blooming plum blossom, a wild flower mountain place suddenly unfolding a cluster of peony, a garden full of hibiscus suddenly soaring out of a bunch of clear lotus, always has a kind of different from the crowd and immediately distinguishable stunning, making it hard to forget at first sight.

  What's more, there was an additional touch of a smile on her face at this time.

  The crowd parted suddenly, and a man in an expensive suit stood tall, with a few similarities to Pei Jin Cheng between his eyebrows.

  Jun Rong walked stiffly and awkwardly, his long legs striding across the battlefield on the ground, to Shen Xuan's side, "You go to your company for work, I'll feed Gege."

  The tone was consultative, but it carried a natural and inevitable discontent.

  Xuan raised her head, feeling a bit awkward for a moment. Being fed by a man, how embarrassing! "Jinrui, your company has a lot on its plate too, I'll take care of Jincheng, it's getting late, you go first."

  Bai Jinrui's tall figure happened to block the view of those people at the door, and upon seeing Shen Xuan sitting in Bai Jincheng's usual spot, his eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

  Qiang took the bowl from Shen Xuan's hands, pulled her off Pei Jin Cheng's legs and scolded, "Don't you know that big brother's leg hasn't recovered? You're still sitting on it? Don't you know how heavy you are? Don't you know he's currently rehabilitating?"

  Facing Pei Jinrui's unreasonable questioning, Shen Xuan felt a kind of helpless frustration, she was so thin, yet... "I, I, I..."

  Bai Jincheng's originally resistant emotions slowly subsided, quietly watching the two people who were about to quarrel for his health. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, gazing at the man in front of him who had already snatched his rice bowl - his younger brother, the son of his second uncle.

  His nerves seemed to have suddenly developed a keen sense of smell, and he smelled in the air, apart from the smell of "reprimand", he also truly smelled - "hostility"!