Feng Linxue said nothing, just sighed.
Yu Zexiao knew a bit more than their elders, and immediately offered a few words of comfort: "Aunt Feng, I think you don't need to be too sad. Yunting is just upset for a moment; once he comes around, he'll be fine."
"I hope so."
The scene became awkward for a moment, and after a while, Yu Zexiao asked, "So where did Yunlin go?"
Feng Linxue finally smiled: "Him? He went to attend a banquet. Said there was some forum he had to attend, so he prepared to go this morning. Who knows, he might even see your dad."
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Leng Yunlin, who was being "cared for" by Yu Zexiao, was also at the banquet, being "cared for": "Uncle Yu, where's Xingxing?"
"That brat?" Yu Jingxi felt a bit of a toothache whenever he thought of this son. In his mind, an obedient son should be like Leng Yunlin, gentle and courteous, with a warm demeanor and able to inherit the family business.
