บท 111: Hongmen Banquet 3

Shen Chengjing poured the tea into Shen Ziqian's mouth. The faces of the whole family turned pale.

"Clang." Pan Ru stepped forward and pushed the teacup over. The boiling hot tea splashed on Shen Ziqian's body, causing her to fall to the side in pain.

Shen Zhicai clenched his fists tightly and looked up at Shen Chengjing.

She looked at him innocently with a puzzled expression. "Uncle, what's the problem with you guys? I just thought that this tea was not bad, so I wanted to give it to my sister to drink."

Her voice was soft and gentle as it brushed past their hearts. However, they were unable to calm down for a long time.

"What are you doing, Shen Chengjing?" Pan Ru pointed at her and shouted. Shen Ziqian was in so much pain that she could not speak.

Even though there was a layer of clothing between the tea and her clothes, it was still very painful! Her arm was already red and swollen.