But Father Wen, as if anticipating his reaction, let out a soft chuckle. His tone was teasing. "Relax, no one's laughing at you."
Shen Lang glanced sideways at Wen Jie and, just as she'd expected, saw his expression stiffen slightly.
Father Wen continued, "Little Lang, you two are probably well aware of the state of your relationship right now. I just want to say a few words."
Shen Lang paused for a moment, then lifted her long lashes to meet his gaze, her eyes holding a dark, probing quality.
A strange atmosphere began to spread, carrying a faint sense of danger—the calm before the storm.
But Father Wen just smiled, his gaze on Shen Lang exceptionally gentle. "I'm entrusting Jerry to you... I hope you can help me take care of him, until you two grow old together."
Wen Jie's handsome brows furrowed.
'His father obviously knew their relationship was terrible. The only reason he was even seeing this video was because he had started to fall for Shen Lang.'
