The hall was quiet, and faintly one could hear the autumn wind blowing outside, with maple leaves falling piece by piece.
Feng Huaimu lowered his eyes without answering, seemingly contemplating how to reply to his little nephew. After a while, he smiled and said, "I did put some genuine feelings into it."
Su Li couldn't help but roll her eyes upon hearing this.
Some genuine feelings, "some" genuine feelings.
He really did admit to it.
Tuanzi's nose started to tingle, and tears immediately rolled down from his eyes, as he choked, "Uncle has been lying to me all along, Uncle is also a bad person."
His guardian uncle knew about Uncle's issues long ago but only restricted his interactions with Uncle. In terms of clothing, food, and shelter, he still received the treatment of the Feng family's inheritor, the little master.
Yet Uncle caused the death of his parents...
