She had never mentioned it before, and now, Guo Yan also didn't want to bring it up, so as not to tarnish Feng Qingxue's ears.
The evilness of villains lies in their lowliness; they measure others' hearts with their petty ones.
Feng Qingxue was initially planning to ask what Liu Hongxiu had said. When she saw Guo Yan's expression, she realized it must not have been anything good, so she didn't bother digging deeper. "Uncle and aunt must brace themselves for this. After all, it's easier to dodge an open attack than a covert one."
"Don't worry!" Guo Yan lightly patted her hand, "Your Uncle and I have weathered over thirty years of trials and tribulations. We clawed our way out of a pile of corpses and managed to reach our current position, and it wasn't just brought about by sheer passion. If your Uncle didn't have any brains, how could he handle political affairs so adeptly in front of senior leaders and others?"