After the silent dinner that lasted like a century in Zhaoyang's mind, the parents invited their children to chat in the living room, "To have some family moments," the mother claimed. In actuality, the only two voices that echoed at the exquisitely decorated home were from Huo Zhenning and Xue Yuming. Their two (step)children never really spoke up.
It was a bullet fired the moment Huo Yunting opened his mouth.
"Nothing good will ever come your from mouth!" His father lectured at the top of his lungs while he just smiled on top of his nonchalance.
