When Shen Zeshuo heard Shen Mingzhu's voice, he wanted to retort, but remembering that Shen Zejing was still angry, he didn't dare to speak easily.
He just folded his arms across his chest, snorted coldly, and looked down at Shen Mingzhu.
"Chen Zeshuo, are you sick? Why were you so rude outside the door just now? You scared my friend."
Shen Zeshuo finally couldn't help it, "Are you scared already? You are so hypocritical!"
When Wen Shuangnian heard this, he didn't dare to raise his head.
Shen Zejing kicked Shen Zeshuo on the butt with a sullen face, “I’ll deal with you when I get back.”
Then he tried to put on a gentler expression and looked at Wen Shuangnian, "I'm sorry, I didn't discipline him well. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Wen Shuangnian shook his head. "He's right. I'm too timid."
Shen Mingzhu glared at Shen Zeshuo fiercely, "Shen Zejing's kick was too light. If I hadn't been so weak, I would have kicked Shen Zeshuo's ass to pieces!"
"It's nothing, please don't disturb me, okay? I'm not from your Shen family."
Shen Zejing quickly caught the key words from her voice, how could she have no strength? What exactly happened?
"Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"
Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes and said, "You're the one who's sick! Shuangnian and I are just hanging out, why are you guys interfering?"
“Ouch!” Shen Zeshuo touched his butt that was hurt by Shen Zejing’s kick.
"You deserve it!" Shen Mingzhu snorted coldly and closed the door again.
"Let's go." Shen Zejing left after saying this. Shen Zeshuo followed behind him, covering the place where he was kicked, in an extremely weird posture.
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