"Got it." Saying this, Feng Yongzhuo winked at Shen Jiayin and strode away.
Whether Feng Yongzhuo was there or not, Shen Jiayin felt indifferent. She wasn't really familiar with Feng Yongzhuo to begin with. The two of them had no blood relation. Saying they were siblings felt more like they were colleagues or teammates to her. It was Feng Sihai, however, who gave her a warm and friendly feeling. She lost her father at a young age and never received fatherly care. The first time she met Feng Sihai, he gave her a strong sense of elder care, and he was gentlemanly enough not to force her to call him dad, which made her feel comfortable.
"Mom, is it alright for Uncle Feng to cook alone at home?"
She unexpectedly asked about Feng Sihai, which prompted Hua Miaobing to smile brightly: "Your uncle is actually better at cooking than I am. He watches TV to learn how to make new dishes, things I'm not good at."
"Mom, I heard I don't have grandparents."
