Fu Ziran's voice grew softer and softer.
"Enough!"
Shen Yufeng sternly stopped him, his face covered with frost.
Fu Ziran shivered and hung his head low.
Goodness, if he'd known the sister-in-law was in the restroom, he would rather die than utter those words!
"Boss, I'm sorry!"
At this moment, Fu Zining looked at her younger brother with a mix of pity and anger, snorted, and said, "You had it coming! That's what you get for running your mouth off!"
At this time, An Xiaoyu frowned and said, "You all are so noisy!"
Shen Yufeng took a deep breath and looked at the little woman before him.
She must have heard what Fu Ziran said, so... is she upset? Or jealous?
Otherwise, why would she drown her sorrows in alcohol?
An Xiaoyu was indeed a bit drunk, feeling light-headed, but she knew Shen Yufeng was by her side. Thus, her fuzzy little head gently leaned against Shen Yufeng's body as she whispered softly:
"Husband, I want to go home!"
Shen Yufeng's gaze became even deeper.
