Did Not Invest. Not First Love.

Ning Meng had not realized that Huo Beichen's powerful aura was that intimidating to her friends. 

All she did was browse Weibo for a bit and then whoosh! All her friends had now fled to the sofa, leaving her and her husband alone together at the dining table.

After staring at the now empty table, Huo Beichen gloomily looked at the happy idiots who were now hanging out in the living room.

He had not eaten his dinner yet and had thought that he could at least have a few bites at the table after joining them.

Yet, they had cleaned up the table. The huge steamboat, the dishes... they were all cleaned up. Now, what was he supposed to eat? The table?!

An icy cold aura started to seep from his body as he glared at the happy idiots, jerking them to sit up straight, fearing for their lives.

Suddenly, Ning Meng opened her mouth. "May I ask you something?"