Although Zhang Yan felt a bit distressed, under the strong aura of a "three-woman drama," she didn't dare to say much.
Just frequently offered him gentle looks, fearing he might feel neglected and awkward.
She actually understood in her heart.
In her view, Sister Wen Ruan must still be angry about Tang Song spanking her.
Just thinking of Sister Wen Ruan's accusations in the living room.
Her heartbeat unconsciously sped up a little.
She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Tang Song's long and attractive hands.
He... how could he have such... a strange fetish?
If he wants to spank me, what should... what should I do?
Just then, Tang Song's gaze coincidently looked over, and he flashed her a gentle, comforting smile.
Zhang Yan's face immediately flushed red, and she quickly bowed her head.
...
The doorbell rang, and the luxurious lunch from the Private Banquet Mansion was promptly delivered.
The four of them sat down beside the huge walnut dining table.
