Yu zhenling did not ask, nor did she look at Meng Fu.
Her eyes were cold, and she slapped Meng Fu with a hint of disgust. It was a heavy slap, and she showed no mercy.
Not to mention Zhao Fan, even Butler Jiang and Yu Yong did not expect this.
Zhao fan had entered the room with Meng Fu. Su di was still a few steps away from Meng Fu, but his reaction was fast enough. When Yu zhenling raised her hand, he had already walked forward and pulled Meng Fu's arm, forcing her to take a few steps back.
At the same time, Yu zhenling's hand was blocked by someone.
Yu zhenling's hand suddenly stopped in front of Meng Fu.
"Mom!" It was Jiang Xinchen, who had been leaning against the wall and not speaking. He pursed his lips and didn't dare to look at Meng Fu or Jiang Yiran. He was in a dilemma.
Jiang Yiran had been sitting at the side the whole time. She didn't look at Meng Fu when he entered.
