Little Soul looked at Duan Qiong, surprised.
"You mean… If your father sent that person, you'd be able to let bygones be bygones?"
Duan Qiong turned back angrily. "You shut up!"
Little Soul sneered.
"Because it was your father, so you're able to forgive him? Hehe… How can this girl like a bastard like you? Her taste is so bad!"
Feng Ruqing's face darkened.
It seemed that no one in this Duan family was truly good to Xiao Ya...
"Xiao Ya..." Feng Ruqing did not look at Duan Qiong and turned to Xiao Ya. "I only ask you one thing… Can you forget him?"
Xiao Ya stiffened. She glanced at Duan Qiong's handsome face.
With a smile on her lips, she gave a slight nod.
To her, Duan Qiong was nothing more than a stranger now.
"Good." Feng Ruqing called out to Little Soul, "Watch over this old man and don't allow him to get up."
Leaving this behind, she slowly walked toward Duan Qiong.
