Xu Ruiming had no idea why the atmosphere had suddenly turned so strange, but he had a vague feeling that all these changes had something to do with him, and with...
The little dumpling nestled in the emperor's arms.
He slowly raised his head, meeting Jiang Yingcheng's faintly disdainful gaze.
Xu Ruiming: "???"
What had he done to offend her?
[Come on, System Bro, can't you show Chengcheng a picture? Just how beautiful is that woman to have Grandpa Tan's son so utterly bewitched that he actually dared sneak her into Grandpa Tan's study while Grandpa Tan was away from the Mansion?!]
After glaring at Xu Ruiming, Jiang Yingcheng threw herself back into the delightful business of devouring gossip with 007.
007 was terribly stingy. It claimed that downloading pictures would take up its memory and refused to show her a single one, leaving her itching with frustration.
She was so engrossed in the gossip that she failed to notice the increasingly strange atmosphere below.
Tan Wenhan was so furious that stars danced before his eyes. Only after several deep breaths did his heartbeat finally settle somewhat.
Though he had nothing he could not disclose to others, his study was a place of importance. How could outsiders be allowed to come and go as they pleased?!
Even if there was nothing in the study for someone to take away, couldn't something inexplicably appear there instead?!
That wretched son!
An absolute wretch!!
[Huh, Grandpa Tan's son is a hopeless love-addled fool too! All that woman said was that she admired Grandpa Tan's learning and wanted to keep a couple of his calligraphy pieces and paintings, and he actually rummaged through everything, found two in a corner Grandpa Tan rarely checked, and let her take them away!]
*[What a fool, what a