"How did you come out so fast?" Zhan Jingmo had just said a few good words to defend his brother and was surprised to find his brother coming out.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhan Jingmo said, "I forgot to take something."
Then he walked to the living room, picked up the fruit knife on the table, felt it was a bit too big, and hesitated.
Then he noticed a utility knife on the desk nearby, so he abandoned the fruit knife and picked up the utility knife instead.
"What are you doing with that?" Zhan Jinglou couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing." Zhan Jingshu closed the bathroom door.
Zhan Zhengxiao and the others exchanged glances, completely clueless about what he was up to.
"Your son..." Fu Chunxue was about to speak when she suddenly heard a scream from the bathroom, startling her. She hurried to the bathroom door, "Jingmo, Jingmo, what's wrong?"
Everyone besides Zhan Zhengye's family looked tense.
