Chen Wenjun nodded in agreement, "Maybe Liu Yongming died, his dream of having a grandson shattered, so what else can they do but take care of him? They can't just chase away Liu Yongming's last remaining bloodline and let him fend for himself."
He spoke with a sarcastic tone.
Even if Xiao Jinlin was not entirely sure of the circumstances, he could guess some parts, and he looked at Chen Xinyue with a bit more sympathy.
Lin Qin took a deep breath, barely managing to suppress the anger in her chest, "What about Liu Li? Is she just a deadweight at home?"
Liu Jiajia sensed Lin Qin's anger and shrank back a little, her eyes reddening, "Auntie... Auntie's addicted to drugs, hanging out with those misfits, often doesn't come home, and every time she comes back, she asks my mom for money. If she doesn't get it, she rummages through our rooms, and if she still can't find anything, she threatens to kick us out. Grandma is old, she can't control her.
