"Hahaha, you're still young and don't understand, but you'll know when you get older! But by the time you're older, I guess you'll turn out just like your dad and mom, poor as dirt, living off others' charity," Feng Tingting said, laughing so hard she was doubling over.
Qin Han frowned. It was one thing to mock him—it didn't matter since he had heard plenty of such comments and there was no need to take it to heart—but saying such things to a child was crossing the line.
"Diudi, you have to remember, what this world never lacks is people who look down on others with contempt. They always think they're better than everyone else, but it's really just a sign of their own insecurities. Because they envy the harmony of our family, they're all the more relentless in trying to bring us down, you know?"
Qin Han said this, looking down at the little guy in his arms.
"Mhm!" The little one nodded vigorously.
