Liu Changfeng said, "Because you're coming today, I've done more. I don't usually do this much."

As he said that, he filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Chu Jiaojiao.

Chu Jiaojiao started eating without any hesitation.

After the aunt finished cooking the food, she brought it up and walked out quietly.

Chu Jiaojiao didn't notice it either, and only started to look at the Liu family after she finished eating.

It's very big, and there are quite a few people including bodyguards and nannies, but it's very quiet.

And the reason was most likely the young man sitting opposite her.

Chu Jiaojiao asked doubtfully, "What did you do to make them so afraid of you?"

Liu Changfeng blinked innocently, "I'm such a kind person..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Jiaojiao raised her hand expressionlessly and interrupted him, "Okay, stop talking."

From the beginning, it was obvious that he was going to talk nonsense.

Liu Changfeng laughed silently, and there was a hint of sincerity in his smile.

She really understood him.

Just then, two people walked in.

One was a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair, with an unshaven beard and wearing a hospital gown with the words "South City Mental Hospital" written on it.

The other one was a young man in his twenties with a limp. When he saw Liu Changfeng, his pupils shrank slightly and his back bent, which was an obvious expression of fear.

Both of them look somewhat similar to Liu Changfeng.

Seeing them, Liu Changfeng chuckled, played with the cup in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Here, let me introduce you, this is my dad and my eldest brother."

"Oh, right." He touched the jade Guanyin on his neck, looking compassionate, but the words he said made people feel a chill down their spines.

He said, "I was the one who forcibly sent my father to a mental hospital. You should have heard about this."

"I was the one who broke my eldest brother's leg."

"With my own hands, over and over again..."