Feng Zhihe nodded, "It's her. Didn't I mention to you last time? I've always quite liked her, and maybe she'll become our daughter-in-law in the future."
Lu Zifeng knew that last time when Mingfei was on vacation, he accompanied her back to Ning City.
As soon as she returned, she said she had taken a liking to a girl, very fond of her.
But this An An from the Zhuo Family, when thinking of the Zhuo Family, Lu Zifeng couldn't help but furrow his brows.
After moving to Tong City, with a new environment, Zhihe's condition gradually improved.
Now, she doesn't remember ever having a daughter. Perhaps thinking of the daughter was too painful, so she subconsciously blocked all the memories about her.
Nowadays, even when they return to the Feng family, no one dares to mention anything about Yi Yao in front of her.
Feng Zhihe saw him still in a daze and nudged him with her elbow, "Old man, don't just stand there dumbly, save two fat ones, okay?"
