"Click, click..."
The flash fired repeatedly, leaving warm, intimate photos of Serval and Lin Feng together on the screen of the [Black Mirror Forest] phone.
To anyone else, the two people in the photos might have looked as close as lovers.
Although Serval was a mature older woman, she acted like a young girl being coquettish, giving her a distinctive charm.
At that very moment, a certain overlooked girl still busy in the kitchen wore a complicated expression on her fair, delicate face.
"Aunt Serval... this is just ridiculous!"
"That scoundrel, Mr. Lin Feng-is he really that sought-after? Even Aunt Serval..."
The pupils of her beautiful amber eyes suddenly contracted. Bronya lightly bit her soft lips, and the hand holding the frying pan trembled slightly.
"Crack!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the frying pan's wooden handle was crushed outright, scattering wood fragments across the floor.
"What the hell was that noise?!"
"Little Bronya... are you all right?"
"Commander Bronya!"
Hearing the noise, everyone turned concerned looks toward the kitchen.
Lin Feng even took several steps forward and went straight into the kitchen, looking at the mess scattered across the floor.
"Ahem... don't worry, everyone. It's nothing. I just didn't control my strength properly..."
"Aunt Serval, I'm sorry about your pan..."
The beautiful girl with three spirals of silver curls hurriedly waved her hands, her fair, lovely face filled with embarrassment.
As the battle-hardened commander of the Silvermane Guards, Bronya was naturally no frail girl. She was quite strong.
Of course, she normally kept it in check. Just now, concern had thrown her off, and she had unconsciously destroyed the frying pan's wooden handle.
"It's all right, little Bronya... as long as you're okay."
Serval frowned slightly, looking at Bronya with a measure of suspicion.
Although Bronya had always kept a