"What's about Zeng Wenqian and her daughter?" Bai Xifeng asked.
If the mother and daughter were still there, they would already appear, greeting the guest like they were the master of the house.
"As for Zeng Wenqian and her daughter, we sent them away to a place where no one can find them anymore." Xie Yaoting narrowed his eyes.
So, they had already died. Well, it was not her problem. It was up to Xie Yaoting how to deal with the mother and daughter.
"I see..." Bai Xifeng nodded.
Xie Yaoting looked at Ning Shoukai. "You must be that boy, Shoukai, right? You have grown up."
"Yeah. The last time we saw you was when you were five years old." Zeng Wanyuan smiled.
"Yes, Uncle Xie, Auntie Zeng." Ning Shoukai nodded.
Even though he did not remember much about the past, he still slightly remembered that he usually came here and played with Xie Lanying.
"How is the school?" Xie Yaoting asked.