Although Haoming's mood had visibly improved, Dong Huiying was still very worried. She was very concerned about what on earth could make such a tall and strong man become so fragile in an instant.
She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried.
During dinner that evening, Shujun, Shu Yu, and Yixuan all had different expressions.
Dong Huiying blinked and then frowned.
Shu Yu looked absent-minded, Shujun was unusually silent, while Yixuan seemed to be deep in thought.
Dong Huiying glanced at Liang Haoming beside her, feeling extremely puzzled. But she quickly thought of something, Haoming... is somewhat different from ordinary people.
Really quite different, after all, how could normal people possibly understand the language of small animals?
Wolf King—the title truly befits Haoming's ability.
"You guys..." Once the wives and husbands sat down, Dong Huiying took the main seat, with Shu Yu and Shujun on either side, while Haoming and Yixuan sat opposite her.
