Or perhaps these people in the old residence were born incomplete and did not have that thing at all.
Rong Yan turned to look at her thin shoulders. He retracted his arms in horror as soon as he raised them. What did he want to do just now? Why did he have such thoughts?
Ning Fengnian was extremely conflicted. He suddenly recalled the question his daughter had asked not long ago—
"Let's say that one day, you have to choose between the old residence and our family. Who do you choose?"
That's right. He had never thought that his parents, brothers, and family would be a multiple-choice question.
His expression was ugly, but he looked at his parents pleadingly. "Father, Mother…"
Old Madam Ning slapped her thigh. "If it weren't for the fact that you only cared about your own good days after we split up and didn't have the two of us in your hearts, Fengcai wouldn't have encountered such a thing and wouldn't have been beaten up like this."
