Seeing Madam Wu's pale face, Qi Xiuyuan felt that he was more or less done talking to her. So, he turned around and brought Li Jinghua out. On the way, Qi Xiuyuan stopped and said, "I remember that my father didn't like me when I was young. The servants in the residence ignored me and no one spoke to me. Whenever they opened their mouths, they would mock me. For a period of time, I was very sad. Although I didn't lack food or clothes, I felt that I might as well die. When I went to see Haoran, I saw that kid crawling around without a care in the world and hugging my leg. At that time, I thought to myself that my mother had passed away and my uncles were far away at the border. Furthermore, Aunt Xia and her husband didn't get along well. If I died too, would my brother still be able to stay in the Fan residence safely?"