With delicious food in front of her, Shi Xia couldn't help it. When others stopped eating, her patience was over. But with so many of her favorite foods, she couldn't resist the temptation.
Shen Ling saw that she was eating deliciously and kept bringing her vegetables: "Eat more."
Shi Xia glanced at him, swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking: "Tell me, what is your intention in bringing me food?"
Her father is not like this on weekdays, so why is he suddenly so kind and attentive to her? There must be some ulterior motive.
Shen Ling almost choked out a mouthful of blood, but she held it back and smiled softly: "Can't a father love his daughter?"
"This little bastard will get angry at him. He will give her whatever she wants. Isn't he treating her badly?" No conscience at all.
When Shi Xia saw him like this, he felt uncomfortable all over, shuddered, and moved back in fear: "Don't be like this, I'm scared."
Shen Ling finally couldn't help but explode. He put down his chopsticks and said, "You're not happy that I'm being nice to you. You just want me to scold you every day, right?"
Shi Xia finally relaxed and muttered: "This is normal for you."
Shen Ling¡¯s handsome face instantly turned so dark that ink dripped from it:¡
grass!
Is this the image he has in her mind? Look at how obedient she was when she was treating Su Fangyue, and she spoke softly. Don't you know how to coax him?
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Su Fangyue appeared at the door, calling warmly: "Xia Xia."
The expression in Shen Ling's eyes was momentarily distorted. He glanced over with a murderous gaze and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Get out!"
Su Fang Yue didn¡¯t even look at him, and looked at Shi Xia with warm eyes: "Father Jun made you the green dumplings you like to eat."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Shi Xia felt dizzy. He wanted to run away and let the two of them make trouble. But when he met Su Fangyue's eyes, his heart softened: "Father, come over and eat together."
She finally understood why her father was so abnormal. The purpose of co-writing was to compete for favors. She had nothing to fight for, and it was not a piece of cake.
It¡¯s very lively here.
In Shen Mansion, Fu Zhanfeng came over to eat with Shen Tianzeng before lunch. Butler Shen told him that the old man was practicing calligraphy in the study, so he came directly to the study.
"Come on, come on, let's take a look at grandpa's calligraphy." Shen Tian once saw him coming and greeted him cheerfully.
Fu Zhanfeng had not been to the study for half a year. The moment he stepped into the study, his eyes were fixed on a piece of writing on the opposite side. His breathing suddenly stopped at this moment, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably: "Grandpa, this Who wrote the calligraphy?"
Shen Tian once looked back and said with a proud face: "Xia Xia wrote it, it's not bad. This girl's calligraphy is better than mine. I have practiced for nothing in the past few decades."
The look in Fu Zhanfeng's eyes was a little chaotic. His heart, which had long been tempered to be calm, was also confused. He looked at the old man and said, "Where is Shi Xia now?"
This handwriting, stroke by stroke, was all taught by him little by little!
Shen Tianzeng put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "Xia Xia came to the capital to participate in the h.g family's fashion event."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that his precious grandson had turned around and left. His footsteps were messy as he had never seen before. He shouted strangely: "What do you want from Xia Xia?"
What was left to him was Fu Zhanfeng's leaving figure, which disappeared in the blink of an eye. He frowned, Xia Xia, two or three girls, were looking for her no matter what. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com