I always feel that there is something wrong between Chen's family members. But where exactly it goes wrong, I just can't put into words.

  Watching them interact with each other, they are all polite and normal. Occasionally there is a little gap, but which big family doesn't have that?

  But I still feel that something is off. That uncomfortable feeling, lurking in my heart, like ants crawling under my skin, can't be shaken off.

  Soon, Old Lady Chen also came downstairs. I don't know if it's because I'm too sensitive, but when she arrived, the atmosphere in the living room changed slightly. The postures of all the other women became a bit more humble. But you can say that respecting elders is normal, especially when they're wealthy and powerful.

  Professor Chen seemed quite relaxed, lifting his head from behind the newspaper: "Mom." Old Lady Chen responded with a gentle "uh-huh" and sat down at the main seat of the dinner table. Her gaze also swept over me and Ou Yu, very calm, but inexplicably, I felt her sense of superiority.

  Then everyone sat down to eat breakfast.

  Wu Yu sat beside me, never looking at me. This made me a little disappointed and also a bit amused. Just now when I pinched his chin, his biggest expression was surprise. Then he didn't react at all. Indeed, for a decent woman like me, it's not easy to be a rogue. The other person hasn't reacted yet, but my heart is still nervously jumping until now.

  The Chen family eats in silence, occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones, showing that everyone's manners are quite proper. In this atmosphere, I also ate with great decorum. When we finished eating, I felt like Wu Yu was looking at me, so I used a napkin to wipe my mouth and put down my bowl, but he had already shifted his gaze away, leaving me with only the back of his head. Who knows what he's thinking?

  Everyone has finished eating, and Professor Chen went to the study. In my impression, he spent most of his time in the study for the past two days. This temperament is a bit dull, not to mention that he also has Feng Yan as his wife. Tang Lanlan changed her distant attitude before dinner and took the initiative to help Feng Yan clean up the kitchen. I wanted to help too, but Feng Yan said I was a guest and insisted on not letting me. I had no choice but to sit with Ou Yu on the sofa watching TV.

  The old lady finished eating, then played with a string of Buddhist beads and sat by the window drinking tea. Chen Baozhu said: "Mom, I still have work to do, so I'll go overtime first. Zhiwei will come over later." Earlier, when listening to their conversation, Wu Yu also mentioned that Chen Baozhu worked for a large state-owned enterprise in Beijing.

  The old lady slowly opened her eyes and said, "I'll go find your boss another day to talk about it. It's almost New Year's, and you're still working overtime. Either he has a problem with management or you have a problem with work ability."

  Chen Baozhu didn't say a word, her eyes hidden behind her glasses were expressionless, she just said: "Then I'll go up."

  I was shocked. I didn't expect the old lady to say such a thing in front of outsiders. Of course, what she said wasn't unreasonable, but it seemed like she hadn't considered giving Chen Baozhu any face at all. Moreover, it was also too harsh.

  I glanced sideways, and my eyes met Wu's gaze. As an outsider, he naturally remained silent. But in my heart, it was like a spark of electricity - I knew where the strange point of Chen's family interaction lay.

  Oppression.

  It's really depressing.

  Their way of getting along with each other.

  That oppression is hidden under the calm and ordinary interactions, you may see an obvious source of stress, but there are more complex reasons that seem to be hidden.