Xia Chuyi smiled subtly and said, "I'll borrow your lucky words."
At this moment, the study door opened, and Huo Shiqian and his group finished their conversation and stepped out.
Uncle Liberation Army was expressionless as usual, with no hint of his mood visible.
Ou Jun's expression was gloomy, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Only Ou Cong's face was nearly dragging on the floor—except when he sporadically lifted his gaze to look resentfully at Xia Chuyi.
She: ...
Jiang Shuqin immediately stepped in front of her, having a face-off with Second Young Master Ou.
This time, it was Second Young Master Ou's turn: ...
"Xia, I apologize. My brother has caused you trouble," Ou Jun said with a stern face, offering a sincere apology.
"From now on, I will keep a close watch on him," Ou Jun added.
Second Young Master Ou: ...
"Chuyi, let's go," Huo Shiqian called out to Xia Chuyi, "Xiao Cong, make sure to train well in the future."
Ou Ercong felt life had lost its meaning.
