The father and son sat in silence at the table, not touching their bowls and chopsticks, in stark contrast to Qiann Yan, who was eating without reservation.
In Feng Shuqing’s heart, Wenn Cen was handso, perford well academically, spoke pleasantly, and had a great personality. He was perfect and brought her pride.
Usually, Wenn Cen wore a smile, but tonight sothing was clearly off.
"Little Cen, why aren’t you eating?"
Hearing Feng Shuqing’s question, Wenn Cen’s expression changed slightly, and he finally tugged at Wenn Hanshipu: "Dad, let’s leave. We don’t belong here."
"Aunt Feng, I’ve always wanted to call you Mom, but I’m not your biological son. This, originally, wasn’t my ho." Wenn Cen’s face was pale, "If we stay here, my dad and I will only be a nuisance, and it will make people think we’re hindering your mother-daughter bond with Qiann Yan."
"Why are you saying such things out of the blue?" Feng Shuqing was very satisfied with her family, except for her unpromising daughter who often embarrassed her.
She strived for excellence in everything she did, so how could she have such a poorly performing daughter? She hadn’t inherited any of her genes.
"Shuqing, let’s have a serious talk. I’m afraid if we stay any longer, my son will get beaten to death without us knowing." Wenn Hanshipu spoke decisively this ti, "Have I wronged Qiann Yan in any way over the years? Yet she hit Little Cen."
Feng Shuqing raised her voice: "Feng Qianyan, did you hit Little Cen?"
Qiann Yan was already full and put down her bowl and chopsticks, "I suggest going to the hospital for an examination."
Feng Shuqing’s face looked bad, but she still didn’t stop Qiann Yan, and abruptly stood up: "Let’s go to the hospital."
In the middle of the night, Qiann Yan heard so noises. Her senses were sharp, and she heard the sounds coming from downstairs.
"Just so harmless roughhousing between kids," Wenn Hanshipu said regretfully as he patted Wenn Cen’s head, "Little Cen probably wanted to vent my anger and made up a lie."
Wenn Cen originally thought he might have fractured a bone, but the tests showed he was perfectly fine. Under Wenn Hanshipu’s gaze, he had no choice but to admit, "I like my sister Qiann Yan a lot but couldn’t stand her speaking about Dad like that."
After such a ruckus, Feng Shuqing felt nothing but frustrated and didn’t want to comfort anyone: "Let’s get so rest."
Hearing this, Qiann Yan closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The next day, Qiann Yan selected many reference books on a shopping app, and the delivery address was Cheng Huai’s place. She sent Cheng Huai a ssage.
Cheng Huai responded imdiately: Everything okay back ho?
Qiann Yan: No problem, everything’s fine.
Cheng Huai turned to look at Zhou Lalann standing next to him with a basket on her back, "Qiann Yan said everything’s fine."
"I did see Feng Qianyan having a tough ti before, but she’s cool by nature and probably won’t allow herself to be taken advantage of."
Cheng Huai agreed, "Indeed, she won’t let herself be taken advantage of."
"Well, I have to go, still need to gather pigweed, or my mom will start scolding again." Zhou Lalann couldn’t help but recall her days with the Feng family and silently vowed to get admitted to a good school and leave there as soon as possible.
Cheng Huai went back inside. He didn’t have much to do recently, and last ti Qiann Yan brought a program crew over to help his family cut firewood, which would last them a long ti.
He opened up a book and buried himself in reading.
Before school started, Lv Cheng completed the editing work on his side. The program was split into two episodes, airing one episode a week. After being broadcast on cooperating TV stations, it would be updated on the contracted video software.
Lv Cheng was very satisfied with the edited final product: "Very good, well-edited. Little Ding, you really understand ."
Ding Jingxuan: "Thanks to Director Lv’s guidance, I feel this episode will be a hit. We’ll see tonight."
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