'Clang', a messy sound as Shen Wei overturned the bowl. Scalding soup splashed all over him, yet he did not feel the burning.
"You're grown, how can you still be so clumsy?"
Chun Yun lightly scolded. She ordered the old woman behind her to fetch a robe quickly.
"I-"
Shen Wei's voice was hoarse, and if you listened closely, you could detect a slight tremble.
It appears that even demons can feel fear.
Ultimately, he is a sheep in wolf's clothing, quickly regaining his composure.
"About this matter, indeed I had no knowledge."
Shen Zhi listened quietly, keeping his emotions in check.
He sighed deeply, "Indeed inappropriate. Your grandparents passed away early, and he is my only brother. What didn't he ever have? Who would have thought he would act in such a disgraceful and vulgar manner?"
"If he couldn't persuade your Second Aunt and this reached the relatives, how could it end?"
