They all said that the third son of the Shangguan family was a loser.
He was idle all day long, uneducated and incompetent, and even his own father didn't bother to look at him.
They all said that the third son of the Murong family was a docile and obedient boy.
He smiles when he sees everyone, and his temper is so good that he doesn't come from a big family. He can be pinched by anyone.
Only they themselves know——
Shangguan Qingyan is waiting for an opportunity to trample everyone under his feet.
Murong Yunchen's smile had never reached his eyes.
In the dinner garden, the two of them took shelter for some air at the same time.
"Borrow a fire."
Their eyes met and they smiled at the same time.
--Similar.
Later, Shangguan Qingyan wiped out the family and took the position of the head of the family.
Rumor has it that he is vicious and violent, and is the King of Hell who cannot be messed with.
Murong Yunchen smiled after listening to these rumors, turned to him and said, "You put too much salt in the noodles you cooked last night."
Later, Murong Yunchen stabbed his stepfather in the back and took control of the Murong family.
Rumor has it that he is gentle and harmless, and a soft persimmon who can be handled well.
Shangguan Qingyan sneered after hearing this: "He? A soft persimmon? Then I am a marshmallow."
They are each other's kindred spirits, each other's accomplices, and each other's only light.
