บท 1165: Forced Marriage (30)

Shen Fanxing sat there with her back straight. Her eating posture was elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Needless to say, the situation on the other end was hilarious.

She ate her breakfast without any distractions. There was no change in her expression.

"Miss Sichun, do you want more porridge?"

Yuan Sichun had no choice but to finish the bowl of porridge quickly. The others had yet to finish their porridge. She glanced at Bo Jinchuan, who was eating his breakfast elegantly. Even though she was full, she was unwilling to leave the table early.

She could only smile and nod. "Yes, sorry to trouble you, Madam Chen. The breakfast is delicious."

Madam Chen looked at Yuan Sichun as if she was looking at her own daughter. Seeing that Yuan Sichun wanted a second bowl, she happily scooped another bowl for her.

Seeing that Yuan Sichun had entered the house, the old master's anger dissipated a little. He looked at Yuan Sichun and smiled.