Zhao Jinzhu made herself comfortable on the sofa, which was not very large. With so many people arriving all at once, Wen Cheng was squeezed aside and had to stand.
As soon as Zhao Yugang entered the house, his eyes constantly surveyed the rooms, not relaxing until he was certain that Mu Qian was not present. He then glared fiercely at Wen Jiaren, furious that the young lady had dared to deceive him.
Knowing Mu Qian wasn't there, Zhao Yugang immediately put on airs. "How come there isn't even tea?"
Everyone's gaze fell on Wen Jiaren, who sat waiting to serve the tea.
Wen Cheng, suppressing his displeasure, smiled and said, "This pot of tea was just made by me, and I haven't had any yet. Lai Bao, pour a cup for your aunt and their group to try."
"Sure."
Wen Jiaren briskly took cups out of the tea cabinet. Wen Zian couldn't bear to watch and turned to go back to his room, locking the door behind him.
