"Mum, Dad, actually, you don't need to worry so much. I always feel that the Second Brother isn't such a reckless person."
Mr. Young angrily said, "If he had any sense at all, he wouldn't have stayed away from home for so many years, and he certainly wouldn't have gotten married without saying a word to the family."
Fristy sighed with a sense of emotion: "Ah, indeed... The Second Brother has been somewhat headstrong. They say, 'When parents are around, don't travel far.' He at least has you both as his biological parents, how could he just..."
Fristy shook her head and didn't continue, but her words had already fanned the flames.
Mrs. Young's face turned pale with anger, her breathing heavy: "He's more than just headstrong. I called Mr. Rove myself. He said that woman is very beautiful, and that young lady is already several years old. What's this all about? The child is several years old, and he hasn't mentioned it at all to us. Does he still consider me his mum?"
