Hotel Restaurant
When Jiang Yanting and Shen Zhixian arrived with their children, the old lady and others were already dining. Fan Mingyu had finished eating, Jiang Chengsi had gotten up too early and had no appetite, so he took care of the two children, allowing Shen Zhixian to relax a bit and eat peacefully.
"What's going on?" Jiang Jinsang lifted his hand to block Jiang Yanting beside him.
"What?"
"Xie Duo seems off, especially when he looks at you. There's a murderous vibe. Did the two of you, who aren't living together, have a falling out?"
"I just scolded him as his future uncle."
Uncle... uncle?
Jiang Jinsang lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk, no wonder he felt so depressed. They were equals, and suddenly he was demoted a generation, how could he not feel aggrieved?
From the corner of his eye, seeing Jiang Yanting smirking at his misfortune, he cleared his throat, "Xiaowu."
"What?"
