The past of the he family

Chen's porridge shop.

Chen's stall was a century-old congee shop in Jiang city that operated all night long.

In the private room, Lin Hanxing listened to the noise outside with his chin in his hands and a mocking look in his eyes.

Even a servant in the he family was so arrogant.

She could even argue with the delivery man in the middle of the night when she was asked to buy supper.

"This he family is really interesting!"

Lin Hanxing chuckled.

Thunder valiant lifted his head and happened to catch that smile.

He knew that it was Lin Hanxing's unique reaction when he locked onto his prey.

"If you were to use a simple sentence to describe the he family, what would it be?"

Lin Hanxing was suddenly curious as he looked at the man who was eating the porridge with a cold face.

He thought that Thunder valiant would not answer, but after a while ...

"Dirty."

Concise and comprehensive was this man's style.