Upon hearing this, Kang Li remained silent, lost in her thoughts.
There was no reason for someone to stare at her children like that; although it wasn’t a big deal, Kang Li inexplicably felt uncomfortable. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she unconsciously tightened her grip on Ming Han’s arm. She glanced at her younger son, Xiao Loh En, who was sitting in Luo Yanqing’s lap, and then at her elder son Ming Rui, seated next to her. Seeing that all three children displayed no unusual expressions, she felt somewhat relieved.
Meanwhile, Feng Lu continued to stand by the utility pole. She watched the bus carrying Kang Li’s family drive away, her gaze filled with anger and hatred, refusing to waver.
After a while, Feng Lu’s face turned grim as she pursed her lips and crossed the street to board the same bus route back to college.
She opened the door, walked into the room, and casually closed the door behind her.
Throughout the journey, Feng Lu kept replaying what she had just witnessed, confirming it over and over... She was certain she hadn’t mistaken it. Even though she hadn’t seen what Ming Rui’s three children looked like, Luo Yanqing’s demeanor and face were too distinctive. Despite the passage of time, he still looked exactly the same as when she had first married him.
True, Luo Yanqing hadn’t worn a mask when he went out today, so his appearance was completely exposed. The combination of him with Kang Li and the three children clearly looked like a family. In Feng Lu’s eyes, it wasn’t hard to guess what she wanted to deduce.
For instance, the relationship between Kang Li and Luo Yanqing, and the relationship between Ming Rui’s three and Luo Yanqing. Feng Lu even thought that Xiao Loh En, in Luo Yanqing’s arms, was a child born to him and Kang Li, his second wife.
Sitting on the sofa, Feng Lu’s expression shifted repeatedly, and finally, she stood up and headed to the school clinic.
This was because the school clinic had a landline, and she worked there.
With keys on hand, Feng Lu entered the clinic without a hitch. She walked straight to the desk, picked up the landline handset, and dialed a series of numbers without thinking.
"Hello..." The voice from the other end wasn’t who she was looking for, and Feng Lu’s tone instantly turned sour: "Let me speak to my dad."
Soon after, someone else took over the line.



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