I really hadn't expected Shen Cheng and Wanqian, that shameless couple, to have brazenly moved into the main residence. A mocking smile played on the corner of her lips as she looked at the villa, still brightly lit in the deep of night, before her figure flashed and she vanished into the space.
In the living room, Wanqian's figure was nestled in Shen Cheng's embrace, laughing softly, while Shen Jia's family of three kept glancing around at the luxury of the villa before them, their faces filled with envy and jealousy.
Shen Cheng yawned and, holding Wanyou, entered the bedroom on the third floor. The room they entered was right next to Wanyou's old room from before her marriage. Now that Shen Cheng has set up his and Wanqian's room next to mine, hmph! If it weren't for the fear of being accused of ingratitude by outsiders, I believe that even my and Grandfather's rooms would vanish. she thought, sneering inwardly.
