Xie Qingyan frowned.
"What is wrong with him? They didn't grow up together, so how can they be comparable to each other? Just like our little boy, Xiao Yang. He was brought up in a normal family. He will not have the knowledge and experience his brothers have, but he is still one of the best on his own. He has a great voice, and the songs he sings are touching. As a mother, I would never think Xiao Yang is worse than any of my children. As long as he is still alive and is a man with morale, I feel more than lucky to have him as my son."
"Mum, forget about it. If he knew all these, he wouldn't have done them in the past. Not only is there something wrong with him, but he is also an ambitious man. He knew his grandfather was rich, but he never came home. Do you know why?"
"Why? Did he want to depend on himself? To prove himself?"
After hearing what Xie Qingyan said, Di Jingkun held his head up with pride.
