"Get lost."
It wasn't Yuan Muchun who spoke, but Wen Xuchen, whose face had darkened.
Yuan Zhengchong's words were stuck in his throat.
"What did you say?"
Wen Xuchen's gaze shifted from Yuan Muchun, whose face was covered by the blanket, to Yuan Zhengchong. His tone was indifferent, but it sounded terrifying.
"Do you understand or not?"
"You…"
Yuan Zhengchong pointed at him for a long time without saying a word.
This person looked refined, but his words and actions were unexpected.
From the way he carried a woman in, one could tell that he wasn't easy to get along with.
The others' attitude towards him was obviously respectful. Judging from his aura, he didn't look like an ordinary person.
And now, she dared to act so brazenly in front of him…
He had to consider if he should offend this person.