"..."
Old Master Feng remained silent for a long while.
Whether his wife had visited Feng Yi that child… he didn't know, but since they had both visited their son once during the Spring Festival, the entire year had passed, and she seemed to have never mentioned that boy by his side.
Did she really intend to neglect her son and let him live outside indefinitely?
"Cold-hearted, cold-lunged, I can't stand her. Dad, if you don't want me to be restless at home all day, don't tell me in front of me to respect her, I don't like to hear it!"
Second floor master bedroom.
Fang Su kept pacing back and forth in the bedroom, anxious that Old Lady Yu might recognize her at the department store incident.
No, to Fang Su, Old Lady Yu was not just any old lady, but her former mistress, more accurately, the master of their house, the lawful wife of the master of the family.
