"When I was little, I was quite naughty and didn't like studying." Feng Yongzhuo said seriously as he looked at a photo of himself from the past, "My mom told me: Why do farmers find the fruits they grow so sweet, but people in the city who buy fruit often find faults with them?"
"Why?"
"If you don't do it yourself, don't achieve results by yourself, and only take what's ready from others, you'll never truly experience joy. Once a person loses joy, they are almost close to death. My mom directly asked me, do you want to die or live?"
From just these words, you can tell what kind of woman Hua Miaobing is.
Li Juntao flipped through his photo album while looking at Feng Yongzhuo's side profile. From this angle, there were some similarities in the expressions of Feng Yongzhuo and Hua Miaobing.
Feng Sihai came home carrying a briefcase and spotted an extra pair of shoes in the entrance, calling out: "Did Yongzhuo bring a friend home?"
