He Zheng actually had such thoughts before.
Ever since Nan Xia arrived, he had noticed that Mr. Feng's gaze was always on her.
Over the years, he felt that Mr. Feng had it tough, and if someone could act as a replacement and make him happy, that wouldn't be so bad.
Besides, Nan Xia was definitely willing to be treated as a replacement.
"Isn't this what you wanted? After all, Mr. Feng's wife has already passed away, a dead person can never be surpassed," He Zheng said.
"Dead person?"
Nan Xia suppressed the fresh blood in her throat; He Zheng was right, she was already dead, merely an existence not worth mentioning.
"But you're wrong, no one would like someone like Feng Jingxuan, his favorite person is himself, even Song Yushang would have to step back."
He Zheng fell silent, if Mr. Feng truly liked Song Yushang, he wouldn't put her in such a place to suffer.
He had been wrong when handling tasks in the past and had once been sent there by Mr. Feng for a period.