C2236 What Can You Do about It

After entering the living room, Feng Shengning carefully glanced at Mrs. Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, and swallowed her saliva.

"Why are you standing there? Sit."

"Oh, oh."

Hearing Mrs. Feng's words, Feng Shengning quickly pulled Zhao Jiashu down and sat him down.

Feng Shengning's slender fingers were tightly entwined as she sat there and spoke softly.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I …"

"Auntie