Wang Zeyu knew what Wang Yixiang was going to say and took it with a smile. "Uncle, I understand that in the future, people like them will be ignored if you want to, or if you don't want to. You don't have to worry about it. If you have me, you won't let Qiqi and your two elders suffer a little grievance."

Listening to Wang Zeyu, Wang Yixiang and Feng Yuyu felt that he was really good. Although he was the son of a wealthy family, he had no shelf at all. In front of them, he spoke to them as a son completely in the attitude of a younger...