Mr. and Mrs. Fang definitely weren't spying.
After all, no parent would think that someone would be bold enough to bully their daughter right under their noses.
Moreover.
It's someone they treat as their own.
Fang Weiguo and his wife forgot there is a saying in Shen Zhou: "It's darkest under the lamp."
And another old saying, "Guard against daytime and nighttime thieves, but family thieves are hard to guard against."
"Eaten?"
Jiang Chen walked out of Fang Qing's bedroom after a few minutes, empty-handed, pretending to be calm as he nodded in response to Aunt Pan's questioning gaze.
If he were truly a wolf in sheep's clothing that would be fine, but unfortunately, he is a man of moral integrity, and Aunt Pan's gaze felt like the furnace of the Supreme Elder Lord, making him feel scorched and tormented.
"Jiang Chen, it really has to be you, huh."
Fang Weiguo nodded with satisfaction, then added fuel to the fire, saying, "Come, continue eating."
