The sofas in the Xu Family's living room were also divided into a principal seat and secondary seats.
At the moment, Xu Sheng was sitting in the principal seat, feeling as though he was sitting on pins and needles, with his back straightening arrow and his eyes flashing a hint of unease as he stared at Xu Mushen.
Xu Mushen was sitting in a secondary seat, allowing Xu Qiaoqiao to sit beside him; his posture was relaxed and self-satisfied, giving off an appearance of leisure.
The two of them presented a stark contrast.
The sight that greeted Liu Yingxue when she descended the stairs was this exact scene.
As she gripped the handrail of the staircase, she exerted a slight amount of force, in her heart arose a trace of disdain for Xu Sheng.
How could she have been so blind as to set her sights on such a good-for-nothing?
In the presence of his own son, he couldn't command the slightest bit of respect.
