Rong City, winter snow drifting.
It's really rare for Rong City to see snow, but after two years, when it last snowed, the winter of 2019 once again saw snowfall.
At Feng Family's old house—
At this moment, it wasn't long after Qiu Mingyan and Feng Chengyue had left.
The intensity of the tensions at Feng Family's old house is imaginable.
Yet another lunch, but halfway through, Feng Jingguo put down his chopsticks and left angrily; the atmosphere at the dining table...
Except for Feng Chengjin, who nonchalantly smiled and continued to serve soup to Qiu Zhixuan, as if nothing had happened.
Qiu Zhixuan lowered her eyes and accepted the soup.
Across the table, Li Zhi saw this and felt a sharp pang in her eyes, "Dad is so angry, do you still have the heart to eat?"
Everyone at the table paused for a moment.
