Chapter 823 Cold War

A meal was eaten quietly, and no one spoke on the table. Zhou Yi felt sorry: "Sir, today's meal was prepared by my wife early in the morning, but it is still appetizing?" Aaron Anderson said, "Not bad." He has a natural manner and a calm tone. As if what happened yesterday didn't exist at all, Aunt Zhou didn't know what to say. She looked at Su Cen and hoped she could say something. "I am full, you eat slowly." Su Cen put down his chopsticks. Zhou Yi: "…" Su Cen, however, seemed to have not seen it. She had been hanging down her eyes since just now, quietly as if there was no such person in the whole family. The house is quiet, so quiet that the sound of a needle falling to the ground can be heard. Su Cen left, and she went up the stairs without looking back. Aunt Zhou could even hear Su Cen enter the bedroom and close the door. So, people sitting in the living room put down chopsticks at the same time, and they were not in the mood to eat this meal again. Zhou Yi doesn't kn