Murong Hong had always liked this niece of his. Now that he saw her so sad, the pity in his heart grew stronger.
"Uncle has another house. You and your brother can move into that house." After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll take you there now."
Qin Jianfei's face was filled with surprise, and her eyes were full of admiration. She said, "Thank you, Uncle. Uncle, you're the best."
It was just a house, so Murong Hong really didn't care about it.
He looked at how happy Qin Jianfei was and couldn't help but feel a little sad. Originally, as an uncle, he should have brought his sister's child to the Murong family.
This was all his son's fault.
"I'll take you there first. You can ask your brother to move in with you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Uncle." Qin Jianfei held the bank card, and a dark light flashed in her eyes. She hesitated and said, "Will Aunty and Cousin be angry?"
