Put down the last sentence, Jacob Jones directly ignored Mrs. Shen's cold eyes and Fu Yunxi's pale face, and turned to leave.

"Your brother Jiang is spoiled by me." Mrs. Shen sighed helplessly.

"Auntie, don't blame yourself, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Miss Doria throw away the flowers brought to see me."

Fu Yunxi said apologetically, looking at the eyes outside the door, flashed a trace of malice.

...

At the same time, Jacob Jones went out and ran into Sarah Davis standing by the wall at the door.

He raised his eyebrows. "Eavesdropping?"

"No," Sarah Davis crooked head, homeopathic pillow on his shoulder, tone lightly dropped...