Chapter 7047: Keep the bottom line, some mistakes, can't make

He really fell in love with this son.

It is obvious that Sheng Yunwen only hates his feelings.

He felt an irritability that he had never felt before.

He is the head of the Feng family and has a high position. He has always been

others pleased him and hoped to be valued by him. This is the first time that

he wants to please someone who not only does not respond to him, does not

appreciate him, but also laughs at him. Mock him.

At this moment, he deeply realized what it means to be strong without desire.

If there is nothing to ask for, one's heart is like stopping water, and it is

not shocked.

But now he wants something.

He hopes that Sheng Yunwen can sincerely respect and recognize his father.

He hopes to be a true father and son with Sheng Yunwen.

And at this moment, Sheng Yunwen has nothing to ask for.

He does not ask for fame, profit, or his like and approval.

So, Sheng Yunwen is not afraid of him.

Oh.

Do not.

is wrong.

Sheng Yunwen is not asking for nothing, Sheng Yunwen is asking for nothing.

He has something to ask for Sheng Xike.

He hopes to be forgiven by Sheng Xike.

For this, he did not hesitate to abandon his human dignity and knelt down to

Sheng Xike.

His honourable son, the young master of their house, actually knelt down, not

only the face of Sheng Yunwen, but also the face of their house.

He is no longer just gentle and gentle, like Mu Chunfeng's appearance, his

expression is cold, high up: "When something happens, he said, "He has gold

under his knees and he is kneeling on the ground, what does it look like?"

"Heh, isn't this what it looks like?" Sheng Yunwen laughed mockingly, and said

indifferently: "I can be even less like it."

After that, he raised his hand and slapped his face heavily, "I was wrong."

The crisp slap in the face did not fall, and the second slap in the face

slapped his other cheek: "I am shameless!"

"pop", the third slap in the face, "I'm mean."

Fourth note, "I ** it."

"Enough!" Feng Yu was furious, and kicked him to the ground.

His complexion was snow-white, his palms were extremely heavy, red palm prints

quickly appeared on his face, and thin bloodshots dripped from the corners of

his mouth.

Feng Yu kicked and fell to the ground. There was no change in the expression

on his face. When he got up, he slapped his face with the fifth slap, "I am

guilty!"

Sixth slap, "I am despicable and shameless."

Seventh slap, "I am ungrateful."

"Enough!" Feng Yuqi's heart was sore, he bent over and grabbed his wrist,

shouting angrily: "Are you crazy?"

Sheng Yunwen glanced at him coldly, pushed him away, slapped her eighth slap

in the face, "I am a despicable villain!"

Feng Yu watched as Sheng Yunwen’s originally handsome and pale face was red,

swollen and bruised by his slap and slap fan, and bright red blood dripped

from his nostrils and corners of his mouth.

His chest fluctuated violently, and his emotions collapsed.

As the Feng Family Patriarch, he has long since cultivated the ability of

Taishan collapse on the top without changing his color.

At this moment, his face was green and white, his chest stabbed, and he felt a

kind of pain that was almost suffocating.

Sheng Yunwen slapped his face one after another. It was Sheng Yunwen's body

that hurt, but the face he slapped belonged to his aunt Feng Mohan.

He is a little confused now, Sheng Yunwen is ruining himself or Feng Mohan at

this moment.

Sheng Yunwen’s slap fan is heavy and fast, and in a blink of an eye there are

dozens of strong slaps.

He was originally beaten by Sheng Xike with a bruised nose and swollen face.

He added a dozen slaps to his face. Finger marks on his face were staggered,

and his face was not human.

Looking at him beyond recognition, Sheng Xike couldn’t tell what it was like

in his heart.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, there are pain, hatred, and anger, but

there is no joy.

It’s very strange. He obviously hates Sheng Yunwen, but when he sees Sheng

Yunwen kneeling on the ground and smashing himself beyond recognition, there

is no trace of joy in his heart.

(End of this chapter)