Upon hearing this, Kang Li remained silent, lost in her thoughts.
There was no reason for someone to stare at her children like that; although it wasn't a big deal, Kang Li inexplicably felt uncomfortable. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she unconsciously tightened her grip on Ming Han's arm. She glanced at her younger son, Xiao Loh En, who was sitting in Luo Yanqing's lap, and then at her elder son Ming Rui, seated next to her. Seeing that all three children displayed no unusual expressions, she felt somewhat relieved.
Meanwhile, Feng Lu continued to stand by the utility pole. She watched the bus carrying Kang Li's family drive away, her gaze filled with anger and hatred, refusing to waver.
After a while, Feng Lu's face turned grim as she pursed her lips and crossed the street to board the same bus route back to college.
She opened the door, walked into the room, and casually closed the door behind her.
