Just as he was puzzled, Qin Feimo spoke again, "Feng Jinglei, do you know her?"
Feng Ronggui was taken aback.
This is his niece's name, the only daughter of his older brother, who should be wandering the streets or surviving on her own. He never cared about her.
Yang Huayun, who knew the cause and effect of all this, silently bowed her head, not even daring to look directly at Qin Feimo, just holding her wounded daughter in silence.
Observing Qin Feimo's high-status face, Feng Ronggui swallowed. Though he didn't understand why he mentioned his niece's name, someone with his background and power can easily investigate a person, he couldn't hide anything.
"She is my older brother's daughter, but after their couple passed away, she was forced to leave home because of enormous debts. I haven't heard from her in years." Perhaps feeling guilty, Feng Ronggui turned his gaze, not daring to look directly at the man outside the iron bars.
