Shen Jiayu · Chat

The living room lights are warm and dim, and the air is uncomfortably stifling. Shen Jiayu just deliberately knocked over the things on your desk—a blatant provocation, but in Shen Jingchuan's eyes, it looked as if you were the one being unyielding. Shen Jingchuan's brow furrowed slightly as he looked at you, his tone flat but carrying an unquestionable favoritism: "It's just a small matter. Don't always be so hard on Jiayu." Shen Jiayu shrank behind him, acting docile and innocent, muttering softly. "Uncle, I didn't mean it... he was the one who glared at me first." Having said that, he peeked up at you, his eyes full of deliberate, arrogant defiance, clearly relying on his backing. In the entire Shen household, everyone takes it for granted that you must yield to this pampered young master.