Ling Feng's words seemed to stop Xiao Yun, especially the latter sentence, with a look of suspicion and a mocking stare at her, which made her take two steps back.

It turned out that he was haunted by the cause of his parents' deaths, and he still lived in hatred after all these years.

However, as far as she knew, the person who had just been defeated by Ling Feng was just the enemy who secretly opposed him, and the opponent, the person who had shot and killed the Ling family and his wife, had already been shoveled out one by one when he succeeded to the throne.

Of course, they can't get out of it, all the enemies who participated in it back then have not been able to escape Ling Feng's revenge, so he has more hatred in Jincheng, which her adoptive mother doesn't want to see.

But in Ling Feng's heart, she Xiao Yun was in a high position back then, and she had witnessed the whole process of her parents being chased and killed by the enemy, and she refused to come to the rescue, and now she didn't avenge his adopted son, and she always interfered with her own behavior, so that Ling Feng lost her face in an instant.

"So, do you mean to suspect me? Or do you want to take revenge?"

For a moment, Xiao Yun only looked at Ling Feng deeply, even if she was confused, she could hear what he was saying.

Ling Feng had a cold face, and slowly spit out word by word: "I don't dare to take revenge, as for what you have done to be ashamed of the Ling family, you should know better than anyone else in your heart." ”

He originally thought that Xiao Yun was kind enough to adopt him and make him very grateful for her favor, until one day he learned from a mysterious person that Xiao Yun and the death of the Ling couple were also inseparable.

Why did the former Ling family go out of business, and the Ling family would fall to the point of being ruined, and she, Xiao Yun, a woman who relied on being a junior and a sugar daddy, was his benefactor or an enemy, his adoptive mother or stepmother, he had too many questions in his heart, and endless hatred.

For Ling Feng's presumptuous rebuttal, Xiao Yun took a step forward angrily, pointed at him with a trembling hand, and an angry voice sounded: "I raised you with hard work, and now your wings are hard, and even my mother is disobedient." ”

Ling Feng's deep eyes condensed into ice, the corners of his mouth hooked up a forbearance arc, and a cold voice replied: "Am I wrong, you don't know the cause of my parents' deaths? ”

"I ......"

Xiao Yun was completely stopped by him, Ling Feng's aggressive words made her take a few steps back with more and more trembling, thousands of sorrows crossed her eyes, and she hooked the corners of her lips bitterly, and stopped talking.

Ye Bin and his wife, who were standing on the side, saw the scene of the two mothers and sons holding each other, and they didn't know how to break the siege, and for a while, the atmosphere in the living room became a little more solemn.

Mother Ye hurriedly stepped forward to Ling Feng, and persuaded her with good words: "Young Master, you don't know the truth of the year, and Madame is also forced to ......."

Mother Ye's words Ling Feng will listen to it a little bit, she treats him better than her own son, he is the eldest young master who has been spoiled since he was a child, and even Ye Bin is jealous.

But before Ye's mother finished speaking, Xiao Yun immediately glanced at her, and she stuck the next words in her throat.

"Mother Ye, you don't have to intercede for her, a ruthless woman like her can't do anything. ”