But when she raised her face again, she felt really relieved.
But he still felt aggrieved and said to Feng Yelin: "Brother, my heart still hurts! Brother, can you not leave?"
Feng Yelin curled his lips, a shallow outline that wasn't even a smile. He lovingly raised his hand to brush away her tears, but in the end he didn't answer her plea to stay.
.........Tencent original......
After coming out of the princess mansion, Feng Yelin felt very heavy.
Feng Xingwu's helplessness has been lingering in his heart. He should stay for the sake of his family, but it is his family that makes him feel extremely cold.
"Talk to me!"
Suddenly, a dull voice came from the front.
Facing the sunshine, Feng Yelin squinted his eyes to see clearly the person opposite.
Looking at the stalwart man in golden dragon robe, his heart was filled with rage, and his fists under his sleeves were tightly clenched.
As if he had expected this situation, Feng Chaoge smiled slightly, took the initiative to step forward, came to him, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry for hiding it from you! If you really want to leave, my father will respect you!
However, Xingxing is getting married soon, can we wait until after the wedding?"
"Feng Chaoge, what qualifications do you have to ask for a child? How can there be such a cruel father like you in the world?"
"Queen mother?!"
Feng Yelin, who was furious, saw his mother coming to attack his father aggressively, and his cold heart suddenly softened.
In his memory, his parents were so affectionate and loving that he never blushed. Now that he had fallen out, he was moved and felt even more guilty.
Tangning came to Feng Yelin, held his hand, and said to him lovingly: "Son, go and do whatever you want. Even if you never come back, my mother will not blame you."
"But - you have to remember that the Queen Mother is thinking about you and looking forward to you all the time!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Ning burst into tears.
Feng Chaoge knew that he was in the wrong and stood aside with his hands behind his back, saying nothing.
But Tang Ning's words stung Feng Yelin's tired heart like a needle, and she held her mother's hand tightly.
After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and asked Feng Chaoge in a low voice with scarlet eyes: "In your heart, am I your son? Or am I a tool?"