Feng Qianhua sighed when she said the last sentence. It seemed like she was explaining for Ye Shu, but in fact, she was belittling ye Shu.
Old Mrs. Lin was very glad that Lin Ze had grown up by her side. If Lin Ze had grown up by Ye Shu’s side, he would have been crippled long ago!
Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The son of a mouse could dig holes.
How could a woman like ye Shu teach a child well?
Even the best child would be raised askew by her!
However, although Lin Ze had grown up by her side, Lin Ze still sided with Ye Shu and did not put her in his eyes at all.
He did not even think about who had raised him and who had raised him to be a talent!
Did all of this have anything to do with ye Shu?
She had no conscience!
She had no conscience at all!
Thinking of this, Old Madam Lin felt that Lin Ze was inferior to Feng Xianxian.