From a vantage point, Feng Yao looked at the young girl bent over and coughing incessantly. A hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she sighed before asking:

"Hey, you useless thing, do you know why he insists on going abroad?"

Chen Xi's eyes flickered, but she didn't speak, only lowered her head and gasped for breath.

"What do you think the reason is? Because your face resembles your mother's too much? Or because of what you did to him before?" the woman pressed on.