Feng Yuancen didn't think much of it and wondered what kind of surprise could be behind him. However, Shuyan had taken the initiative to talk to him, so Feng Yuancen was still very happy. He had to give her face, and he casually turned his head.
Then, he saw his cousin, whose face was livid as the veins on his forehead bulged and he gritted his teeth.
Feng Yuancen jumped in fright at his cousin's ugly, gloomy and livid expression.
He was thick-skinned, however, and quickly regained his composure. Although his cousin had caught him trying to pick up a girl, and Feng Yuancen was a bit embarrassed, it wasn't like his cousin hadn't seen him do so before. He was just afraid that his cousin would expose him.
But what he was more puzzled about now was why his cousin was suddenly here, and with such a scary and gloomy expression.
Why did he feel like his cousin couldn't wait to slice him open with a butcher knife?
Feng Yuancen subconsciously trembled.