Suffocating

An hour later, the car arrived at the Shen residence.

Compared to the Gong family, the Shen family was unusually lively, with servants busy back and forth.

"Young miss."

Along the way, the servants greeted her respectfully.

Inside the living room.

Shen Haichang was reading the newspaper, while Lin Lanfang was making tea.

Hearing footsteps, the two of them looked up.

Seeing Gong Mingye, they were startled.

Even the newspaper in Shen Haichang's hand fell to the ground.

What's going on? Even…Gong Mingye came?

Gu Wan'an composed herself and called out, "Dad, Mom."

Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Uncle, Auntie."

Then, Shen Haichang was stunned again. He was too flattered.

Lin Lanfang came back to her senses first and tugged on his arm.