Outside the house, the falling snow filled the sky, and the cold wind blew.
Inside the house, the fragrance of food wafted from the kitchen. Song Fengwan and Yan Wangchuan were sitting on the sofa, and the TV was broadcasting the night news. Although they were sitting together, they each had their own thoughts.
It was just that Qiao Aiyun was still in the living room, so no one dared to mention it.
Song Fengwan was still in great shock, and it took her a long time to accept the fact that Yan Wangchuan had secretly kissed her mom.
"Wanwan…" Qiao Aiyun suddenly called her.
As soon as Song Fengwan stood up, Yan Wangchuan stood up instinctively and stared at her, scaring her.
"Uncle Yan, erm, my mom called me." Song Fengwan coughed twice, feeling extremely awkward.
Yan Wangchuan gave her a deep look.
Song Fengwan swallowed her saliva nervously. Is he warning me?
She scurried into the kitchen.
