Watching Shu Old Man clutch his chest in regret as if he wanted to beat it twice, Ruan Jianguo, the only one without status here, wished he could bury his head under the table to lessen his presence.
Moreover, he didn't dare to mention that many forgot Ruan Jiaojiao but remembered him as the father, something worth boasting about elsewhere, yet before Shu Old Man, it was a bomb ready to explode him into pieces!
This meal truly had Ruan Jianguo eating with fear, and this low-pressure continued until Ruan Jiaojiao awoke and came down to drink milk, finally diffusing.
Ruan Jiaojiao was carried downstairs by Shu Jiao, while the Ruanlin Family was in the kitchen mixing goat milk.
Ruan Jianguo dared not annoy Shu Old Man, so he went out long ago.
Looking at the soft, tiny little kitten snuggling around in Shu Jiao's arms, Shu Old Man's eyes were shining.
As Shu Jiao stepped off the last stair, Ruan Jiaojiao faced Shu Old Man.
