Li Wenbo's deceased son was called Li Junrui. He was Lin Feng's only son, and he was the apple of her eye. He had doted on her for more than ten years before he suddenly died. Although a long time had passed, every time she thought about it, it still made Lin Feng's heart ache like a knife.
If her son was still alive, he would be thirty-five years old by now. He would probably have given birth to several grandchildren for her!
'How dare Jing Yunzhao say that I'm the one who got what I deserve?' It was clearly her shameless uncle who did it!
The old lady heaved a sigh of relief." Little girl, your mouth is indeed very stubborn. However, although your father is the son of the Li family, he is just a cripple now. We have raised him for so many years. What's the problem with killing him now? He's just a good-for-nothing. He doesn't even have the ability to carry on the family line. What's the use of keeping him?!"