Evening.

Everybody came back from work.

In Villa No. 17, Wen Xuanjing and others sat on pins and needles, but they still ate on the table.

Nanmen Yingyun carefully touched Zhang Youzhi with his elbow, meaning to let him speak to ease the atmosphere.

Only Shi Yu took a bowl of rice and Shi Shiran left the table, without giving No. 2 face at all.

Li Douyu was happily picking up vegetables for No. 2, looking like he had picked up a big bargain.

"My Funeral Is Not Quite Right" Chapter 141 Run, There Are Knives! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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