Mu Jingnan stood still, casting a displeased glance at Situ Yunshu. Tonight was a family dinner, and she didn't even bother with formalities?
Sitting right next to Qiao An, where did that leave his dignity?
His displeasure was written all over his face, and at this moment, his gaze was cold, with an indefinable edge of hostility, staring straight at Situ Yunshu.
In contrast, the latter seemed unfazed.
Casually chatting with Qiao An, it was all just congratulatory remarks, not giving a thought to Mu Jingnan at all.
The atmosphere became somewhat delicate.
"Jingnan, sit down." The head of the family spoke.
Mu Jingnan reluctantly sat down.
Mu Shaoxi sat beside Lin Shuangshuang, and as Mu Jingnan took his seat next to him, he immediately turned his head and innocently asked, "Uncle, why aren't you sitting with Aunt?"
Truly hitting the nail on the head.
