Before the Xiao family could recover from their shock, the sound of footsteps disrupted their thoughts.
When everyone regained their senses, Fu Chen had already stepped into the house under the lead of the Yan family.
Yan Zhihuan was still kneeling on the floor at this moment, and Xiao Jingan's phone was being passed around by everyone. So she naturally had no chance to see the photos of Fu Chen. Originally, after hearing Xiao Jingan's question, she was still gloating a little.
It turns out that Song Fengwan isn't a good person in private either.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone enter the house. She turned around to look…
The approaching man was very tall and looked like a deity with the light shining down on him.
The broken teacups and porcelain pieces on the floor had yet to be cleaned. Fu Chen's gaze swept across the floor calmly, and his eyes met Yan Zhihuan's briefly. Then he walked past her lightly…
