Seeing Feng Bailing's displeased expression, Dongfang Lianhua let out a light sigh.
"After all, he is your father, and I also fear outsiders will gossip."
Dongfang Lianhua recalled Feng Zhanlian, whom she saw at the Feng Mansion that day. The once vigorous and accomplished top scorer had long since perished. The current Feng Zhanlian had become a half-paralytic, unable to take care of his own excretions; this could be considered a form of retribution.
Dongfang Lianhua's heart softened again, and Feng Bailing suddenly stood up.
"Mother, should I go and meet with Aunt Xue?"
Feng Bailing was unlike Dongfang Lianhua; having experienced so many changes in her past life, she knew well that those from the Feng Residence and Aunt Xue were all ingrates. A leopard can't change its spots; even though the Feng Mansion had declined, Aunt Xue would certainly not change her nature.
