Huai Sheng opened the door. As soon as they entered, an extremely strong smell of alcohol hit them. Shen Miao couldn't help but frown. Seeing Shen Miao frown, Huai Sheng seemed to be a little embarrassed. He ran to the other side and took out a candle to light it.
The light was lit up, illuminating everything in the room. A middle-aged man was lying on the bed. This man was very thin and weak. Even his skin was sallow. At this moment, he was snoring.
Huai Sheng looked at the two people in front of him uneasily. The woman said, "Wake him up."
Huai Sheng nodded and walked to the man's side. He shook the man gently and whispered, "Father, Father, someone is here."
The man did not react at first. Then, as if he was a little annoyed by Huai Sheng's shaking, he subconsciously slapped him and cursed, "Why are you shouting in the middle of the night?"
