On the table, there were still herbal plants to aid sleep.
Xia Yunsheng said, "I've heard that mint can help with sleep, so I put some here. When I'm not around, I hope you will take good care of your health..."
Listening to her words, Cheng Yanzhi walked to the table, his gaze falling on that pot of mint. In the face of her concern, he didn't feel any gratitude, instead, he felt extremely irritable.
The next second, the plants on the table were flipped to the ground by him, the flower pot shattered on the carpet, scattering some soil.
Xia Yunsheng stood aside, somewhat stiff in the face of his sudden anger.
Did she do something wrong?
Since he came in, she seemed to have not said anything excessive?
