Zhao Liying went to Feng Shaofeng’s house to pick up their son, then stayed for dinner — their whole family looked truly happ

Zhao Liying went to Feng Shaofeng’s home to pick up their son and stayed for a meal; their family looked very happy.

That day in Shanghai, the sun wasn’t harsh, and there was no rain. Soft light filtered through the roadside trees, spilling onto the quiet street where Feng Shaofeng lives. His home—a small villa with a garden full of white chrysanthemums that Zhao Liying once loved—remained as peaceful as ever.