Yang Zuyu had barely finished speaking when a nearly imperceptible sneer emanated from the back row.
While Yang Xiu was trapped in America by Old Madam Yang, had his foster uncle and aunt done anything for him? No, they hadn't. He had stopped expecting anything long ago—after all, he wasn't their biological child.
It seemed Yang Zuyu heard that sneer and, feeling a bit awkward, continued, "Regardless, Xiuxiu is a child I watched grow up."
"Xiuxiu is a child you watched grow up?" Lu Heyan displayed an incredulous expression as if he was hearing this claim for the first time.
