Yes, Yu Xi...
Thinking about that lively and lovable young man now, Feng Jingguo's eyes trembled in despair, and Ye Xilan's heartache welled up into tears of pain.
Feng Chengxuan's arms slightly trembled too, and over these recent days, having heard about the family matters, even Feng Chengjin, who usually remains indifferent and only looks a bit coldly at his sister-in-law, slightly raised his eyes.
He glanced at Li Zhi, paused, lightly pursed his lips, and then lowered his eyes again.
Feng Chengxuan's heart was torn apart with pain.
In middle age, a wrong marriage, along with an unexpected incident involving his son, made him struggle to take even a single step forward.
A step forward would lead to the greatest happiness in his life. After living so many years, it seemed only this could make him truly willing to go through fire and water, even if it meant death.
But stepping back, it would be his greatest worry; he could ignore Li Zhi's departure, but what about his son?
