Her fat face, full of wrinkles, was trembling at the moment, and the fat on her face was shaking with her owner's intense emotions.

“He he he…”

Zhang Fengxia stood up from the sofa and pointed her finger at Lu Feiyu in the middle of the screen.

I couldn't utter another word for a long time.

Finally, her fingers fell limply.

His already hunched body became even more hunched, making him look much shorter.

Although the other three members of the Lu family did not behave as exaggeratedly as Zhang Fengxia, the expressions on their faces were as ugly as if their parents had died.

Especially Lu Qianjun.

My mental state had just started to improve.

After seeing Lu Feiyu's extraordinary power, he fell into madness again.

The corners of his mouth twitched like crazy, and the saliva overflowing from his mouth wet a large area of ​​his chest.

However, the current Lu Qianjun is no longer the beloved young master.

The burden and pressure that going crazy and being unable to live independently puts on the family.

In addition, everyone intentionally or unintentionally pushed the responsibility of Lu Feiyu severing ties with the Lu family onto Lu Qianjun.

At this moment, he was not only being condemned by everyone.

But his status at home has fallen to the bottom.

Even Zhang Fengxia, who doted on him the most, could only speak a few words to him in a day.

When they occasionally communicated, they would compare him with Lu Feiyu.

This operation made Lu Qianjun's condition worse.

After a while, the second sister Lu Sihan pursed her lips and said:

"Or...we can find time to talk to Xiaoyu. He's not such a heartless person."

"I... I heard that he arranged a job for my elder sister as the manager of Wanbao Pavilion in Beijing, with an annual salary of at least several million..."

"If Xiaoyu could give us a little bit of goodness, it would be enough for our family to live on."