Lin Jiajia went and opened the door. Sure enough, Lu Feng was outside.
The moment Lu Feng arrived, the atmosphere in the room changed once again.
"Come in," Lin Jiajia said with a frown, letting Lu Feng inside.
"Lu Feng!" Yang Qingxue's eyes were a little red. She subconsciously stepped forward and grasped his hand.
When Chen Fen saw this, she couldn't help but sigh internally. Then, she said to Lu Feng, "Xiaoluo, have a seat. We need to talk."
"Okay, Auntie." Lu Feng nodded and sat down on the sofa next to Yang Qingxue.
The moment Yang Qingxue sat down, she looked at Chen Fen imploringly, her grip on Lu Feng's hand tightening.
Lu Feng clearly felt it and casually rubbed the back of her hand to soothe her.
Chen Fen then said to Lu Feng, "Xiaoluo, you also come from a single-parent family. Your mother must have had a hard time all these years, right? You should be able to understand the difficulties of a single mother."
