When the two got home, they saw Shang Zhenkun and the two little ones waiting for them.
Shi Xian looked at Yang Run Tai, who was sitting at his dining table very comfortably, "Brother Yang, if I'm not mistaken, this is my home, but sitting with you, I feel like this is your home, you are the host, and I'm the guest?"
"That's just an illusion."
Shi Xian fell silent. He realized that his level was really not the same as this man's; he was far behind.
Feifei and Shang Zhenkun whispered about school matters, without participating in their conversation.
"Sister, I'm going to play the piano this afternoon."
"Go ahead, I'll stay at home."
Yang Run Tai immediately cheered up, "Shi Xian, are you going? Or shall we go watch a movie?"
Shi Xian felt Yang Run Tai took him for a fool.
"Brother Yang, you look really bad like this."
Yang Run Tai didn't care what he said. His face may not be a fortress, but Shi Xian definitely could not cause him any harm.
