Zhang Yu snorted, "Of course, I waited for you to fall, saw you even with so many women and children, yet when you were sick, you were just a solitary soul."
"Seeing your descendants have no prospects," Zhang Yu thought of Feng Yongxi, who also studied medicine abroad, "except Yongxi."
"Besides that child, which of your other children has any promise?"
"You should be grateful, you don't have much money to give them, otherwise if it were the old Feng's house, they would constantly be the headlines of entertainment news."
"When you die, this lineage of yours is completely finished."
"The best way to get revenge on someone is to watch them fall, to see their descendants never have a chance to rise."
Feng Hao pointed at Zhang Yu, "Poisonous woman, you are such a poisonous woman."
Zhang Yu laughed heartily, "Me, a poisonous woman?"
"Did I make a move?"
