Min Rui's voice carried no inflection, and his expression was surprisingly calm.
Feng Lu: "It's not that I wanted to give birth to you, I just couldn't get rid of you."
Min Rui: "Do you have even a shred of fondness for us?"
"...For your brother and sister... I do have a bit of fondness." The meaning was clear, Feng Lu, a mother, completely disliked the first son she gave birth to in this life.
Min Rui's face showed no change as he asked, "Are you sure you like Ming Han and Ming Wei?"
"Whether I'm sure or not, what does it have to do with you? You should know, I'm your mom, even if I don't like you, it doesn't change the fact that you were born to me."
Feng Lu's complexion became quite poor.
"Why do you want my sister to live with you?"
Min Rui asked, revealing the reason he had come here.
