He suddenly snorted at the last sentence.
"In that case, there's no need to bother with him!"
Lady Wen smiled faintly.
"Isn't that so? I won't bother, and neither should you!"
Xia Jingfeng sneered coldly.
"With Father racking his brains to plan for him, what else do we have to worry about?"
He couldn't hide the bitterness in his heart.
In Father's heart, does he even have a place for me? For Brother?
If Brother is from a concubine, it's understandable that he doesn't care.
But I'm the legitimate son of the original wife, when has Father ever cared about my marriage?
Both sons, both of the age to marry, has Father ever inquired after me even once?
All his attention since childhood has been on Third Brother, and it's still the same now!
His disregard doesn't mean he won't mind or feel cold-hearted.
His expression grew increasingly unpleasant, his brows tightly furrowed, and his fists clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.
