"Then tell me, how exactly is marrying me a cause for pity!?"
As the grandfather and grandson were conversing, a crisp and bright voice suddenly rang out.
The people at the dining table turned their heads upon hearing the sound and saw Nangong Feifei descending the stairs in her home clothes, her unfriendly gaze fixed on Nangong Xi. They seemed less like siblings and more like sworn enemies!
Knowing that she had lost her mother at a young age, Tang Yuyan, although she couldn't say she was close to Feifei, always considered her feelings in everything. Faced with her son's disrespectful remarks, she inevitably reproached him in a low voice, "Xi, apologize to your sister."
The little guy sulked, his mouth puckered in a carefree manner, "Sorry, Feifei sister!"
Apologizing wouldn't cost him a piece of flesh anyway!
After apologizing, the little devil continued eating the porridge in his bowl.
