Jing Yao said the last sentence very softly. When she said this, she even looked up at Liang Xun with sparkling eyes and a hint of shyness.
Liang Xun lowered his head and met such eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He felt restless and his head lowered.
However, he did not succeed in the end, because Madam Sun Jia had already returned after making the call.
Sun Jia agreed on a time with her husband. When she returned, she saw that her position had been occupied by her son.
She was about to complain when she saw her son's dark expression. He was obviously unhappy.
After all, he was the son she had raised. How could she not understand? It was not an exaggeration to say that Liang Xun had grown up in a honey pot. His father spanked him to educate him. He usually doted on him too much. A child who had whatever he asked for since he was young, would always have a bad temper.