Huo Feifei shyly stood up and walked towards the handsome, noble, and god-like man. Her heart could not help but beat faster, causing her to hold her breath nervously. She said in a coquettish voice, "Third Master, pass your bowl to me!"
Ling Sheng was covered in goosebumps from her coquettish act. Her gaze turned cold as she looked in Jun Shiyan's direction.
Jun Shiyan could clearly sense the warning and dangerous look in the woman's eyes. He looked at Huo Feifei, handed her the bowl, and smiled. "Thank you, Miss Huo."
With Ling Sheng's bad temper, she could no longer suppress her anger. She tried her best to comfort herself that it was not worth getting angry over a bastard. She lowered her head and started to eat the rice. When she chewed, she ground her teeth so hard that they creaked. She was fierce and vicious, imagining how she was chewing up the uncouth man opposite her.