After a moment of bewilderment, Feng Hao recognized Feng Zhiwei and yelled out in surprise, "sister?"
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"Country bumpkin..." Yan Hong muttered, but she waved them away. Feng Hao still wanted to argue, but Feng Zhiwei dragged him away.
Feng Hao was still angry as he left the yard, cursing loudly. "Thief! Only knowing silver!"
Feng Zhiwei no longer had the heart to deal with his nonsense; their mother had protected him all these years, and nothing would change now even if she did something.
