He hurt his father and also hurt Mrs. Meng, who regarded him as her own son.
It also made Meng Xin Zhi write to him with great care all these years.
Love is a matter between two people, yet he had been indulging in self-admiration all this time.
Feeling the change in Meng Xin Zhi's mood, Zong Guang swiftly changed the topic, "Zhizhi, do you want to watch a video of your brother dancing?"
"Dancing?"
"Yes."
"But isn't my brother's mobility limited?"
"He hasn't fully recovered, true, but he's been working very hard. His class was performing the Rabbit Dance, and the teacher asked if he wanted to join. He said as long as his classmates didn't mind him slowing them down, he would give it his best shot."
"Wow! Little brother is so considerate. Big brother came to Europe and only cared about picking up his sister, not even going to see his brother."
"Who said I didn't go? I personally recorded this video yesterday." Zong Guang handed his phone to Meng Xin Zhi.
