Lu Shifeng remained unmoved: "Jue? Your family has barely visited Jue. This time, while finding a heart for Jue, none of them lifted a finger to help; instead, they're all busy urging me to marry you and have another child. I think they can't wait for Jue to die."
Zhuang Heng's heart was pounding violently; she hadn't expected him to see so clearly.
This man, who usually never paid attention to such matters of human affairs?
She forced a smile: "Shifeng, how could that be... My father and brother both love Jue dearly..."
Lu Shifeng said, "Even my grandfather is eager for Jue to hurry up and die, let alone your family?"
Originally, he hadn't thought people could be so cold-hearted, or perhaps he had always known his grandfather was cold-hearted, but was unwilling to admit it. Until one day, his grandfather called him over, telling him not to waste energy on treating Jue, that having another child soon is the proper thing to do; only then did he realize what it meant.
