Normally, when someone talked about Jiang Yan like that, Shu Wan should have said, "He's just joking, don't take it seriously" or "He's just messing around."
But instead, she simply gave Ma Zheng's great-aunt a bland look and still said nothing.
The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.
Ma Jiandong wanted to say something to ease the tension, but after glancing at the speakerphone still in Ma Zheng's hand, he closed his mouth just in time and resentfully pretended to pick up the messy toys thrown around Ma Zheng's bedroom.
Ma Zheng quickly ran forward to hug the computer to his chest and stayed away from the little fatty and his mother, with a wary look in his eyes.
Although the little fatty still thought about how Ma Zheng's brother would hit him, he couldn't help but feel reluctant to part with the delicate laptop.
He turned to tug at his mother's arm, "Mom..."
