When a little kid pointed it out, everyone fell silent, standing there without a word.
They stood in a row as if they were obedient students, listening to a lecture.
Deep in Madam Feng's eyes, a hint of guilt slowly emerged; today was Feng Huaijin's birthday. She finally remembered.
Perhaps she had been preoccupied with other matters, causing her to forget her son's birthday.
Indeed, the child was right; she couldn't be considered a responsible mother.
Tuanzi snorted a couple of times, claiming he was just being honest.
Everyone started complaining inwardly; Old Seven was never easy to deal with, silently having such a grown-up illegitimate child with a sharp tongue!
Truly, the dog that bites doesn't bark.
The Ling Family Head suddenly coughed, reminding them, "Everyone from the Feng Family, now is not the time to discuss the child. Shouldn't we first get Mr. Feng to the hospital?"
The Ling Family Head was quite worried, how did this happen in his house?
