"Mom! I'm all packed!"
Ming Wei's voice was clearly laced with joy.
Hearing the girl's voice, Kang Li withdrew her gaze from Han Qian, went upstairs, and helped Ming Wei carry the two large suitcases down to the living room.
Feng Lu: "Luo Mingwei, are you sure you want to move out of this home and go back?"
"This isn't my home, so of course I'm going to live in my own home. Otherwise, I'd just be a guest here, always seeing people rolling their eyes at me."
Ming Wei didn't shy away from Feng Lu's cold stare. She said, "You gave birth to me, that's something I won't forget. But the one who raised me is my mom,
She didn't give birth to me, we're not related by blood, but she not only gave me motherly love, she gave me enough sense of security and a whole family!"
