"Miss Su, your eyes are almost glued to my brother-in-law. Please restrain yourself a bit."
Wen Yichen's abrupt remark made the entire room fall silent. Su Zhenyuan looked solemnly at Su Luo, not saying anything, but his gaze carried a warning.
Su Luo's face was practically turning ugly, and the worst part was, she couldn't find a single word to refute.
From the bedroom, Su Mochen, seated in a wheelchair, looked at Wen Yichen with dim eyes: "Didn't anyone tell you to know the rules in someone else's home?"
"Did I say anything wrong?"
Wen Yichen showed no fear of this imposing man and retorted confidently.
Seated on the mahogany chair, Su Zhenyuan looked sternly at his son: "These are guests, show some manners. Alright, let's all go eat."
Everyone got up and headed to the dining room. After settling down, to lighten the mood, Feng Yi started talking about past events in the military.
