This devastating news seemed to crush the Zhang family, who had already been steeped in sorrow over Zhang Xiaohua's disappearance. Guo Sufi took to her bed once more.
Fortunately, Liu Qian's belly had begun to swell slightly by then. This third-generation child of the Zhang family was undoubtedly the spiritual pillar of the household at the time. Li Yinfeng, meanwhile, found herself in an exceedingly awkward position. She was not officially Zhang Xiaohu's wife; Zhang Xiaohu himself did not even know about it. Yet in her present circumstances, how could she leave?
Moreover, she had lived in Guo Village for so long that everyone there addressed her as a Zhang family daughter-in-law. How could she marry another man now? Even if she found someone suitable, how could she explain herself to him?
And at precisely that moment, her destined man, Liu Kai, appeared.
Liu Kai had merely accompanied Liu the Butcher to visit the Zhang family. At first sight, he was drawn to the faint sorrow between Li Yinfeng's brows. After hearing of her circumstances, he sympathized deeply and begged his younger sister to find an opportunity to convey the breadth of his heart to the fair lady.
Liu Qian found this arduous task quite difficult. Li Yinfeng was a fine girl, pure as ice and clean as jade. Liu Qian would naturally be happy to have her as her sister-in-law, but Li Yinfeng still bore the title of Zhang Xiaolong's second younger brother's wife. Liu Qian could hardly tear down her own husband's family, could she?
She could only discuss it with Zhang Xiaolong. Zhang Xiaolong had no choice but to ask his mother for advice. Guo Sufi was still ill, but her mind was clear. Li Yinfeng had cared for the Zhang family for a long time. Now