Chapter 49
Under Xu Xun's fiery gaze, Shen Tingzhou gritted his teeth and answered the call.
A voice that was a little bit arrogant and pretentious came from the other end, "Tingzhou, I haven't contacted you for a long time, are you okay?"
Shen Tingzhou felt Xu Xun leaning a little closer to him, and his voice unconsciously became tense, "I'm fine, how about you?"
Fu Huaifei still spoke in the same tone, "I'm fine too, don't worry about me."
Shen Tingzhou dreamed of the 1950s and 1960s, and felt that everyone was wearing a Zhongshan suit.
Fu Huaifei coughed a few times, raised his head slightly, and revealed his beautiful neck again, making the atmosphere sad.
"The last time we parted, we were so hasty that I didn't even have time to say goodbye properly. I didn't say what I wanted to say to you, and I didn't give you the gift I wanted to give you."
Xu Xun leaned over to the phone and said, "Uncle, speak human language instead of reading those messy prose."
Shen Tingzhou: ...
Fu Huaifei's neck shrank, he was confused and uncertain, "Xiao Xun?"
Xu Xun naturally took Shen Tingzhou's phone and said, "I'm with Doctor Shen."
Shen Tingzhou frowned, feeling that this remark was a bit strange.
Xu Xun said calmly, "Uncle, please continue. Doctor Shen and I are listening."
Fu Huaifei stretched his neck again, but there was no more sadness in his expression. He could only say dryly, "Last time I went to a cat cafe with Tingzhou, I asked someone to make a video and planned to give it to him."
Shen Tingzhou's eyes lit up slightly. It was the video of him petting Baiwan Cat and the dancing cat.
But thinking that he was a cat owner and had vowed to love his cat at home the most, Shen Tingzhou suppressed the joy in his heart.
Xu Xun glanced at Shen Tingzhou, then said, "Then send it over."
Fu Huaifei said modestly: "It has been sent today."
Although he will be going back in two days, he still retains his old ways and likes to send letters.
Xu Xun: "We got it. Anything else, uncle?"
Fu Huaifei: "...No more."
Actually, there is a little bit.
The last time he said goodbye to Shen Tingzhou, he was not in good condition. In Xiao Sang's words, he was so thin that he looked unrecognizable. So he did not go out to see Shen Tingzhou off when he left.
As a respectable person, Fu Huaifei wanted to make up for the regret of last separation in an elegant way.
"Actually, I..." Fu Huaifei seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end, he could only sigh, "Tell Tingzhou to take good care of himself."
After all, he and he are not destined to be together, so why force it?
"Got it." Xu Xun smiled, "Uncle, I also wish you and Butler Sang happiness."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Huaifei lay gracefully on the head of the bed. After a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head. What did it mean to wish him and Butler Sang happiness?
Sang Yan walked in carrying a tray.
Seeing Fu Huaifei frowning, as if in deep thought, Sang Yan put down the tray and asked gently, "What's wrong, sir?"
Fu Huaifei took the water that Sang Yan handed over and said, "I was thinking about what Xiaoxun said."
Hearing Xu Xun wish them happiness, Sang Yan's handsome face twisted slightly, and then he was filled with righteous indignation, "How could he slander our innocence in front of Dr. Shen?"
Mr. Mingming has already withdrawn. How could such a respectable gentleman still be subjected to such slander?
Sang Yan's words made Fu Huaifei sad again, and he smiled sadly.
"Being misunderstood is my destiny. I'm used to it." He then coughed twice.
Sang Yan quickly pulled the velvet quilt over him and said distressedly, "You are still sick."
Fu Huaifei was helped back to the bed. Sang Yan tucked in the quilt for him, lowered the curtains, and then went out with the tray.
As soon as he walked out, Sang Yan received a call from Sang Qing.
"Father, ah, are you and Mr. Fu going back tomorrow? We may not be able to go back for a few days. Mr. Fu is sick. He has a skin disease."
Sang Qing frowned. "Skin disease? Contagious?"
Sang Yan said quickly, "No, it could be the wind or an allergy. Sir, your face is chapped. You can't go out for the next two days."
Sang Qing: “…”
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The old couple of the Fu family returned two days earlier than scheduled.
On a weekend morning, Shen Tingzhou went to the Fu family's residence in Kyoto with Xu Xun and the housekeeper.
After arriving at the place, Shen Tingzhou got off the car and saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit and white gloves, who was calmer and more meticulous than Sang Yan, standing at the door.
Xu Xun lived in the Fu family for a long time when he was a child, so he was naturally very familiar with Sang Qing and they had a very good relationship.
He walked over and greeted, "Uncle Sang."
Sang Qing had a warm smile on his face, "Master Xiaoxun, the Madam is waiting for you inside."
Sang Qing glanced at the butler beside Xu Xun and nodded politely, "Long time no see."
The butler said with the same smile and the same tone, "Long time no see."
Not sure if it was because of preconceived notions, but Shen Tingzhou always felt that these two ordinary greetings concealed flashes of swords and sabers, as if in the next moment they would tear off their suits, draw their swords against each other, and fight to the death.
Sang Qing is a very British butler, strict, serious and capable.
In front of him, Shen Tingzhou straightened his back unconsciously and entered the villa with Xu Xun.
Shen Tingzhou thought that Xu Xun's grandmother would be an old noble lady, with a graceful and elegant temperament, kind and friendly, and very fond of the younger generation.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fu was not wearing any jewelry except for a simple wedding ring.
She was wearing a striped wide-necked shirt and baggy pants, and her long silver hair was tied up in a bun. She looked young and fashionable, and didn't look like someone in her seventies at all.
Shen Tingzhou rarely commented on other people's appearance, but when he saw Xu Xun's grandmother, he couldn't help but say, "You look really young and in good spirits."
Mrs. Fu smiled brightly, "Thanks to technology, we old babies who have money and time can become ageless beauties."
Shen Tingzhou: ...
Old Madam Fu looked at Shen Tingzhou kindly, "No matter how many cosmetic surgeries you do, you can't compare to real young people like you. Doctor Shen is really a beauty to behold. I heard that my youngest son fell in love with you at first sight."
Shen Tingzhou was sweating profusely.
Xu Xun helped out, "Grandma..."
Old Madam Fu waved her hands at him and said, "I know, I know. I knew about it before your uncle did."
Xu Xun glanced at Shen Tingzhou, who happened to look back at him, his eyes empty and confused. He obviously had not expected Mrs. Fu to have such a personality, and he was unable to resist for a moment.
Old Madam Fu suddenly called Shen Tingzhou's name, and Shen Tingzhou quickly looked back when he was called.
Mrs. Fu asked, "What do Dr. Shen's parents do?"
Shen Tingzhou said, "Doing scientific research in Antarctica."
Mrs. Fu was obviously very satisfied. "He is from a family of scholars. Doctor Shen must be a good student, right?"
Shen Tingzhou said modestly: "It's OK."
Mrs. Fu: "Xiaoxun was a good student and had a good personality when he was in school, but that was in the past. Since he was given the word "evil", he has become withdrawn and sullen. He is not as cute as he was when he was a child."
The butler interrupted, "I testify that this is the case."
Xu Xun had a paralyzed face and said nothing.
Old Madam Fu sighed, "He has lost all sense of beauty. It would be better to call him Xu Dai than Xu Xun."
Butler: “Yes.”
Seeing them joining forces to besiege Xu Xun, Shen Tingzhou whispered, "Actually... his personality is pretty good now."
Old Madam Fu sighed, "As the old saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
Shen Tingzhou was shocked, "No..."
Before he could finish, the housekeeper agreed, "Indeed, Doctor Shen has a patient filter for the young bad guy."
What the hell is this little bad boy!
Xu Xun couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he pulled Shen Tingzhou up and said, "Come on, I'll take you to my old room."
Mrs. Fu: “Yo yo.”
Butler: "Tsk tsk."
Shen Tingzhou was pulled up from the sofa by Xu Xun and forced to follow him upstairs, turning his head to look at the sofa frequently.
Old Madam Fu and the housekeeper looked at the two of them with unfathomable expressions, and Shen Tingzhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Shen Tingzhou whispered, "Isn't this bad?"
Xu Xun snorted coldly, "It's even worse to stay here and listen to their weird talk."
Just as Shen Tingzhou was hesitating, the door of the villa opened and Fu Huaifei, dressed in gorgeous clothes and with waist-length hair, walked in, followed by his butler Sang Yan.
Mrs. Fu exclaimed, "My actor son is back?"
Fu Huaifei paused for a moment, then walked back the same way and walked out of the house.
Sang Yan chased after him anxiously, "Mr.
Shen Tingzhou: ...
Did the old lady apply Hedinghong on her lips? Why is it so poisonous?
Mrs. Fu said to the housekeeper, "Excuse me."
The butler smiled and replied, "I'm used to it."
The two of them picked up the black tea brewed by Sang Qing and took a sip elegantly.
After the butler finished drinking, he slowly looked at Sang Qing and said, "Today's tea seems a little astringent."
Sang Qing's expression remained unchanged as he took the tea from the butler and said, "I'll go make another cup."
The housekeeper reminded: "I prefer domestic tea."
Sang Qing remained calm, "Okay."
Butler: “Sorry for the trouble.”
Sang Qing: "You're welcome."
Looking at the fake smiles on their faces, Shen Tingzhou felt that a fight could break out at any time.
Xu Xun, who was standing by, said, "It's impossible to fight."
Shen Tingzhou looked over suddenly, and then realized that the other party had guessed his thoughts. The temperature on his face rose, and he obediently went back to the room with Xu Xun.
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Xu Xun's room remained the same as before and had not been changed.
The first thing Shen Tingzhou noticed when he entered was the height markings on the wall, which had several marks made on them with a red marker.
The lowest one only reached Shen Tingzhou's thigh. The image of Xu Xun's little ball appeared in his mind, and Shen Tingzhou felt soft in his heart.
Shen Tingzhou pointed at the red marker and asked, "How old are you?"
Xu Xun came over and said, "Two years old."
Shen Tingzhou was shocked, "You are this tall at the age of two?"
Shen Tingzhou leaned over and took a look at the specific number on the height chart: 110 centimeters.
Just as he was wondering how a two-year-old child could be so tall, Xu Xun said, "I think when my mother was drawing the line, I suddenly stood on tiptoe. It was so long ago that I don't remember it clearly."
許殉說起過世的母親，臉上倒是沒有太多情緒。
沈亭州聽得不是滋味，剛要憋出一句安慰話，窗外響起熟悉的聲音。
許殉朝樓下看了一眼，對沈亭州說，“有你愛看的瓜，過來看吧。”
別這樣說……
瓜什麽的，他也沒那麽愛看，就是偶爾吃一吃。
沈亭州默默走過去，許殉為他打開了窗戶，樓下的聲音清晰起來。
是桑擎在訓斥桑岩。
“我之前就說過，少爺跟其他人不太一樣，要在日常中謹慎、謹慎，再謹慎。”
桑擎的語氣并不嚴厲，但深感讓父親失望的桑岩，腦袋埋得低低的。
“少爺被你慣成什麽樣子了，一句話也說不得，你看看小旬少爺，太太說了那麽多句他才離開。”
這居然都能成為誇點。
沈亭州震驚地看了一眼許殉，許殉顯然也不覺得這是誇獎。
他擡起手，捂住了沈亭州的兩只耳朵，一副“這是我的惡評，別聽”的态度。
許殉靠得很近，沈亭州一側的肩抵着他的胸口，這讓沈亭州有種聽到他心跳的錯覺，身子微微有些僵。
但桑岩覺得這是誇獎，想為他的先生說幾句話，又不敢跟父親頂嘴。
“不僅說不得，還體弱多病。”桑擎眉頭微蹙，“自從你畢業留在他身邊，他多了多少個新毛病？現在連太陽都曬不了了，這就是你的好好照顧？”
桑岩羞愧至極。
桑擎語氣有所緩和，“你好好想一想我今天的話，如果這個工作實在做不來，我可以安排你去其他地方。”
“知道了父親。”
桑岩垂喪着腦袋，心情極其低落。
桑擎沒再說什麽，轉身回了別墅，留桑岩一個人在原地emo。
沈亭州有點擔心小桑管家，感覺他挺受打擊的，畢竟他是這麽熱愛這份工作，把時間精力全都投了進去，結果卻得到一個不合格的差評。
許殉放開了沈亭州，“桑叔說的沒錯。”
沈亭州看向許殉，“啊？”
許殉：“以前我小舅不這樣的，雖然他矯情、戲精、小心眼、喜歡博得所有人的關注，還酷愛往自己身上套悲情設定，以及……”
沈亭州一直在等許殉的“但是”，沒想到“雖然”居然有這麽長。
沈亭州等啊等啊，終于等到許殉那句“但是”。
沈亭州認真聽着，結果許殉只有一句，“但是他以前沒這麽誇張。”
沈亭州：……
你是懂得雖然但是的。
桑岩真的是太慣傅懷斐了，傅懷斐本來就愛作，桑岩在這個基礎上加大力度配合，讓傅懷斐的阈值越來越高，到現在已經是豌豆上的公主。
許殉：“以前我外婆說了他，他也會躲在角落上演各種悲情戲碼，但發現沒人理他了，他就會乖乖回來，裝作無事發生。”
沈亭州怎麽感覺以前的傅懷斐好可憐？
想到他一個人在心裏演完一部悲情歌劇，結果沒人理他，只能擦幹眼淚，可憐巴巴地回來，還要掩飾自己哭過的事。
想到那個畫面，沈亭州覺得有點可愛是怎麽回事？
許殉幽怨看過來，“你在想什麽？”
沈亭州一秒收斂表情，正直道：“什麽都沒有。”
許殉緊迫盯着沈亭州，“我知道你在想什麽。”
沈亭州心虛地裝傻，“啊？我、我沒有想什麽。”
許殉沉聲道：“你覺得他可憐，還覺得他可愛！”
沈亭州眼睛游移不定，聲音也很輕，“其實，你有時候也這樣。”
很嬌氣、一言不合就躺板板，有時候還會孩子氣，作作的，但也是很可愛……
許殉聽懂了沈亭州弦外之音，嗓子又黏糊起來，“你不覺得我比他好多了？”
要論作的程度，那肯定是許殉要好。
于是沈亭州很輕地點了一下頭。
許殉把腦袋靠過來，大聲說，“但我還是要你累，因為你說我不好。”
沈亭州肩頭一重，心口卻輕盈盈的，他推了一下許殉，沒推動就沒再推了。
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中午吃飯的時候，許殉的外公傅老爺子才從外面回來。
跟語出驚人的傅老太太不一樣，傅老爺子是屬于沉穩寡言那類，用老太太的話來說就是一個鋸了嘴的葫蘆。
傅老太太搖搖頭，“年輕時話更少，那會兒我不懂事，光看臉了。”
傅老爺子有點無奈，“都多少年前的事了。”
傅老太太沒理他，對沈亭州說，“沈醫生，你以後可要選一個體貼，性格好的人，別找那些歹啊、毒啊、葬啊什麽的，不吉利。”
沈亭州應也不是，不應也不是。
老太太這個“歹”字明顯沖着許殉來的，看來一家子都不喜歡他改的這個名字。
許殉顯然是被擠兌習慣了，往沈亭州夾了一筷子菜，“吃飯。”
老太太啧了一聲，“不聽老人言，吃虧在眼前呦，不過——”
她掃了餐桌一眼，“我那個戲精兒子怎麽沒下來吃飯，又在房間抱着小桑哭鼻子呢？”
桑擎聞言說，“我上樓去看看。”
老太太擺了擺手，“不用了，讓他哭吧，也是水做的丫頭。”
沈亭州：噗——
樓上的傅懷斐倒是沒哭，倚在窗邊的藤椅上，讓桑岩給他編頭發。
為了打理傅懷斐這頭長發，光是辮子桑岩就會編十幾種。
桑岩拿彩繩給傅懷斐編了一款花仙子的造型，編好之後，桑岩拿鮮花造型的小發簪插進傅懷斐的長辮子裏。
傅懷斐是很愛漂亮的，但今天畢竟是在家裏，他有點擔心他母親那張嘴，可桑岩又弄得實在漂亮。
傅懷斐照着鏡子，看着漂亮的自己忍不住臭美，嘴上卻問桑岩——
“這個造型是不是不太好？”
傅懷斐已經在盤算找一件新中式的衣服穿。
心不在焉的桑岩一愣，“先生，不喜歡這個辮子？那我拆了吧。”
傅懷斐靜了幾秒，放下手裏的鏡子，回頭去看桑岩，“你今天怎麽了？”
桑岩搖搖頭，沉默地開始給傅懷斐拆辮子。
傅懷斐把插着好看花簪的頭發從桑岩手裏抽回來。
桑岩腦子都是先前他父親說的那些話，沒注意到傅懷斐的抗拒，他伸手去碰傅懷斐的頭發，傅懷斐偏頭、伸手去碰傅懷斐的頭發，傅懷斐偏頭。
這麽幾次下來，桑岩終于回過神，“先生，你喜歡？”
傅懷斐眼睫一垂，“喜歡又怎麽樣，下去肯定會被說三道四的。”
如果是平時，桑岩會堅定站在傅懷斐這邊，哪怕對面的“敵人”是傅懷斐的母親，桑岩也會為傅懷斐擋下所有攻擊。
但大受打擊的桑岩，張了一下子嘴，卻什麽都沒有說。
傅懷斐沒等來自己想要的答案，表情有點別扭，“你說話啊，你怎麽不說話？”
桑岩抿唇良久，艱澀道：“我給您把辮子拆了吧。”
傅懷斐一下子瞪大眼睛，然後迅速爬上床，用被子蒙住自己，“不下去了，不吃飯了。”
桑岩：……
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滿腹心事的桑岩在後院唉聲嘆氣時，一道影子投了過來，擡頭看着來人，唇蠕動了兩下。
“沈醫生？”
沈亭州遞過去一杯熱茶，“你沒事吧？”
“謝謝。”桑岩心情低落地接過來，低頭喝了一口，表情略微有點僵。
這誰泡的茶，好難喝，桑岩勉強咽下去。
“你父親跟管家是不是身高差不多？”
“你說我是不是一個不合格的管家？”
沈亭州跟桑岩同時開口。
兩個人都驚奇對方問出來的問題。
沈亭州覺得以桑岩的性格，是不會找人分享他內心的迷茫困惑。
桑岩也沒想到，沈亭州竟然會關心他父親跟管家的身高，感覺沈醫生不是會關注這種事的人。
但沈亭州确确實實就是這麽無聊，盯着前面的管家跟桑擎看了半天。
午飯後，食物消化得差不多，傅老太太提出打網球。
沈亭州剛跟她打完一局，4比1的慘敗下場，現在許殉頂了上去。
看着站在網球兩側的管家和桑擎，趣味不怎麽高級的沈亭州開始關注他們倆的身高。
桑岩朝網球場投去一眼，斬釘截鐵道：“當然是我的父親高一些。”
因為兩個人沒并排站在一起，看去的角度不同，兩人的身高也不同。
“我感覺……”沈亭州反反複複比對，“差不多。”
桑岩還是堅持自己的觀點，“我父親高。”
這個問題争辯不出結果，沈亭州索性坐到桑岩身側。
網球場上的許殉起躍接球，舒展的四肢修長而有力量，衣擺随着他的動作晃蕩。
看着揮拍扣球的許殉，沈亭州聲音和緩，“我覺得你是一個很負責任的管家。”
桑岩心神一動，怔怔地望向沈亭州。
沈亭州把頭轉過來，真心實意道：“第一次見你，就感覺你能力很強。”
桑岩把頭垂了下去，“可……我不是一個合格的管家。”
他是一個讓先生身體變差、承受能力也變差的三流管家。
但他真的沒辦法拒絕先生的要求，他希望先生開心，希望天下所有的事都能順先生的意，希望先生永遠被幸福美好包圍。
Sang Yan was disheartened. "Doctor Shen, why do I fail the harder I try?"
Shen Tingzhou said, "I don't know what a qualified housekeeper looks like, but I think you have actually changed. Don't you think Mr. Fu's complexion has improved a lot recently?"
Sang Yan, who was in deep self-doubt, shook his head in confusion.
"Sometimes I can understand you." Shen Tingzhou let go of his expression and pursued the most real feeling in his heart. "I couldn't bear to refuse him. I felt that it was actually no big deal to go along with his wishes. It would also make him happy."
After a pause, Shen Tingzhou added, "I'm talking about cats. You know I like cats very much. Sometimes I really can't resist their coquettishness."
Sang Yan nodded in agreement and looked at him with eager eyes, "Then how did you do it?"
Shen Tingzhou: "We must not compromise on matters of principle, but we can discuss minor matters."
Sang Yan: "What do you mean in principle?"
Shen Tingzhou cited examples such as "physical health, moral issues, and legal issues."
Sang Yan was confused, "Do cats also have moral and legal issues?"
Shen Tingzhou: "...Yes, you don't know if you don't raise it."
Sang Yan: “Oh.”
After learning some lessons from Shen Tingzhou, Sang Yan gained some confidence and prepared to go upstairs to find Fu Huaifei.
But before going upstairs, he pleaded with Shen Tingzhou, "Mr. has had his hair braided. Doctor Shen, can you please talk to Mrs. Fu so that she won't bully Mr. Fu anymore?"
Sang Yan could feel that the old lady liked Shen Tingzhou very much. If he said it, the old lady would most likely listen to him.
Shen Tingzhou is not so optimistic, and...
"I think so. You don't have to protect Mr. Fu so much, because with you around, Mr. Fu won't be angry for too long."
Shen Tingzhou was almost about to say that Sang Yan was very good at coaxing Fu Huaifei.
Seeing that Sang Yan seemed to understand, Shen Tingzhou spoke more bluntly, "The old lady can train Mr. Fu's endurance. If he can't bear it anymore, you can comfort him in private."
Sang Yan suddenly understood.
Although Mr. Wang still has to face rumors and harm, at least he can be himself openly.
Sang Yan regretted his previous behavior very much. By taking apart his husband's braid, he was actually preventing him from being himself.
Sang Yan's eyes sparkled with tears. "Doctor Shen, you are right. No matter what happens, I should stand firmly with Mr. Shen, be his backing, be his spear, and be his most loyal supporter!"
Shen Tingzhou: ...
It might be a bit unfair to Sang Yan to say this - his chicken skin beans have popped up again.
Shen Tingzhou suppressed his embarrassment, smiled and waved, "Go quickly."
Sang Yan nodded vigorously to Shen Tingzhou, then ran towards his teacher.
Shen Tingzhou looked at Sang Yan's back: If this is not love...
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On the tennis court, the winner between Xu Xun and Mrs. Fu was decided. Xu Xun lost the last game by one goal.
Shen Tingzhou was in awe of Old Madam Fu. "She's amazing! We young people are so weak compared to her."
The last sentence is Shen Tingzhou's self-examination.
After listening to this, Xu Xun picked up his tennis racket and went back to the court.
Shen Tingzhou: Huh?
Xu Xun restarted the game with Mrs. Fu and defeated her 3:0.
Fu Huaifei, who had been stuck in the room for the whole morning, came out after Sang Yan's persuasion.
He was wearing a sky-blue new Chinese style suit, his long hair was braided at the back of his head and embellished with simple flowers. He had a kind of classical beauty as gentle as jade, completely different from the pale and handsome vampire look he had when he first met him.
Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "Are you ready to dress up?"
Fu Huaifei was about to go back, but Sang Yan stopped beside him and whispered something to him, and he walked over reluctantly.
This time, Mrs. Fu did not tease him anymore. She opened the water bottle and drank two sips of water.
Mrs. Fu went off the court to rest, and Shen Tingzhou played a game with Xu Xun, and in the end he narrowly defeated Xu Xun.
Shen Tingzhou was in great form, flexing his wrists, preparing for another round, when Sang Qing came over with some refreshments.
As he passed the butler, he was obviously at least three centimeters taller than the butler.
Shen Tingzhou's eyes followed Sang Qing's back. No matter how he looked at it, he felt something was wrong. It was apparently fine before, so why did it suddenly get higher? Could it be that -
Butler Sang put on insoles to increase height!
Did old housekeeper Sang hear what he said to Sang Yan? But he didn't seem to be the kind of person who would fight for supremacy.
Looking at that upright and serious face, Shen Tingzhou really couldn't imagine him going back home to put on his height-increasing shoes.
But it's so much higher, so obvious.
Shen Tingzhou subconsciously looked at Sang Yan beside Fu Huaifei. The other party also discovered the problem. He could hardly control his expression and the corners of his mouth kept twitching slightly.
The moment his eyes met Shen Tingzhou's, Sang Yan moved away in panic.
Oh my God, how could his father...
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The butler seemed to have noticed the problem as well. He glanced at Sang Qing's shoes, then left the court. When he came back, he had also grown taller.
Looking at the butler who was a little taller than Sang Qing, Shen Tingzhou's eyes sparkled.
It’s rolled up, it’s rolled up!
They rolled up the height-enhancing insoles!
When Mrs. Fu was drinking tea, she accidentally spilled some tea on Sang Qing's sleeves. "Are you okay?"
The boiling tea did not make Sang Qing feel a bit upset. "It's okay, ma'am. I'll go back to my room and change my clothes."
Sang Qing walked back and unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a corner of his tattoo.
Although it was only a corner, one could still tell that the tattoo covered a large area. Shen Tingzhou was shocked when he took a quick glance at it.
Is it a flower arm?
The calm and serious old housekeeper Sang actually has a big tattoo on his arm!