As Han Qian’s figure disappeared around the staircase corner, Feng Lu asked Ming Wei, "Did she hurt you?"

Slightly shaking her head, Ming Wei withdrew her hand from Feng Lu’s palm, "I’ll go back to my room by myself." Meaning she didn’t need Stepmother’s company.

"That woman sent over two large suitcases for you, I’ll take a look." Speaking nicely, she was eager to see if the Jiang woman bought all good stuff for this little girl.

Ming Wei’s eyes flashed with a hint of rejection, but she didn’t say anything.

In the living room.

Han Bin invited Feng Wei to sit.

"Qianqian is actually very well-behaved, the incident before might be because she hasn’t accepted having another sister in the family yet. After a couple of days, when they bond, they’ll definitely get along like real sisters."

As he spoke, Han Bin didn’t even believe his own words, but he couldn’t think of any other reasonable excuse.

Feng Wei’s expression was unclear: "Since Ming Wei was brought over by Lu Lu, it’s unrealistic to expect you to treat both children equally, but I still hope you don’t favor your own child too much."

"Don’t worry, I won’t."

Han Bin smiled, offering his promise.

"About you and Lu Lu’s situation..."

Feng Wei didn’t finish his sentence, believing Han Bin understood.

"Qianqian is still young and might easily go to extremes," seeing Feng Wei’s expression change, Han Bin hurriedly explained, "Listen to me first... my point is, I’ll take some time tomorrow to register with Lu Lu, but the wedding might have to be postponed."

Upon hearing this, Feng Wei was silent for a while before speaking, "Alright, you go ahead and register first." For him, whether to have a wedding wasn’t important; after all, Feng Lu had married once, and about a decade ago, she staged a "fake death escape". Now suddenly being "alive" again, if people found out, their saliva could drown the family.

Especially significant is the fact that in the police population registry, "Feng Lu" is dead; the living one is "Mei Lu". If Mei Lu appears with Feng Lu’s face at the Feng family, those who knew her would definitely turn his concerns into reality.

Just when Han Bin thought Feng Wei was easy to persuade, the other added, "The wedding isn’t important, but you must treat Lu Lu well, or be prepared to eat my fist."

Han Bin was delighted, though he didn’t show it on his face, "Rest assured, big brother, I promise to treat Lu Lu well all my life." Having had one marriage, and with Feng Lu’s "fake death" incident, if they had a grand wedding, who knows how much trouble it would attract.

With what the brother-in-law just said, Han Bin could skip the wedding altogether, which made him quite happy.

On the second floor.

"She’s willing to spend money on you."

Feng Lu watched Ming Wei open the two large suitcases and take out one by one stylish, evidently high-end foreign-branded girl version wool coats, wool vest dresses, shoes, and two berets in different colors, speaking in a tone that was more than a bit sour.

However, Ming Wei didn’t respond. She calmly organized clothes and shoes.

"This hat looks good. Mom will borrow it for a couple of days and return it to you. By the way, this pink and white wool coat looks nice too, why don’t..." Not waiting for Feng Lu to finish, Ming Wei spoke, "Mom, if you want it, I can give it to you, but you know these are bought for me by my Stepmother, if she finds out..."

Hearing Ming Wei mention "Stepmother", Feng Lu felt deeply embarrassed, waved her hand impatiently, "Fine, fine, I don’t need them, alright? You talk so much!"

"It’s not that I talk too much, but Mom, you should consider your current figure, can you wear my clothes? Besides, my Stepmother bought these coats for girls in their teens, do you think you fit?"

"I already said I don’t want them, what are you nagging about?"

Glaring at Ming Wei, Feng Lu snorted coldly. Remembering what big brother Feng Wei said, she couldn’t help but ask Ming Wei, "How does the Jiang woman usually treat you all? Isn’t she two-faced?"

"Do you really want to know?"

Ming Wei stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Feng Lu.

"Say it if you want to."

Feng Lu replied with irritation.

"Since Mom wants to know, I’ll tell you."

Ming Wei sat on a chair, her expression calm, "In the past, Stepmother personally bathed us, told us bedtime stories...