Wei Lan was astonished at the extent of the child's charisma. As for Bai Zhenfeng, he obviously was not in a good mood lately; and except for Bai Luoyin, everyone else heard his scolding the most.
Bai Zhenfeng's life could only be described with one word: 'sorrowful'. He was standing outside and could only watch on as Wei Lan and the rest sat together and ate while his face became darker and darker. Yet, the smile on Wei Lan's face became brighter and brighter. This made him feel that it was unfair. On what basis could they have so much fun, but he could only get angry?
Xia Ruoxin walked out from the kitchen holding a dish, and instantly, the fragrance of the dish filled the whole room. It was so fragrant that even Bai Zhenfeng swallowed his own saliva instinctively.
