His eyes, long and narrow like peach blossoms, were slightly narrowed, his gaze as cold as winter, fixated on Chen Mengtian who lay unconscious on the bed, unknowingly clutching at him tightly.,Seeing this, he stepped forward and waved his hand at the person lying on the bed.,The middle-aged woman, also known as Chen Da'niang, slapped Chen Mengtian across the face.。