Leng Zhongyu's mask was frosty, completely devoid of the father's kindness and filial piety just now, and his tone was cold and terrifying.

"Yes, you are very good to me, give me fine clothes and food, let me eat and drink without worry, but you did not give me an upright identity, no matter how beautiful I am in this life, I am just an illegitimate child in the eyes of others, and I will always be an illegitimate child who will not see the light."

This is the weakness of his life, a thorn that pierces into his heart, and he can't pull out one, but can only rot in the flesh.

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes were red, "What do you say hurts me the most, but you never thought of handing over the Leng family to me." ”

Leng Zongkai finally understood his heart disease, but he became more and more annoyed.

"That's why you're going to hurt your eldest brother? Do you still have humanity? Little brute, you're not as good as a pig or a dog. ”

There are no perfect things in this world, and nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life.

Even he, who is the head of the Leng family, can't get the woman he loves.

Although Qi Rui is a legitimate child, the heir of the Leng family who has been set a long time ago, looks like infinite scenery on the outside, but who knows the sadness and pain in his heart?

There was a cold light in Leng Zhongyu's eyes, "If I am a little brute, then you are an old brute." ”

At this time, he completely lost the warmth of the past, no atmosphere, no generosity, and his face was distorted and terrible.

It seems that everything in the past is illusory, just a dream.

Leng Zongkai was shocked, as if he didn't know the son in front of him, did he really understand him?

How can it be like this?

"You hate me, I spent so much effort on you, and you actually hate me. I was actually deceived by you, and I always thought you were the most filial son, hahaha. ”

The tears of his laughter came out, he was smart, confused, and the wind and waves came over, but he planted a big heel on his own son.

A hint of complexity flashed in Leng Zhongyu's eyes, "If you want to blame it, blame you for being too ****, you made my mommy suffer all my life and died a tragic death, but you still want to force me to bow my head to the enemy, with a father like you, how can I not hate?" ”

Leng Zongkai was devastated, his face was like ashes, "Okay, good, it turns out that you hate me so much in your heart, you can't wait for me to die, you ......"

The attack from his son broke his heart and his body shook.

Qi Rui was startled and hurriedly supported him.

"Daddy, it's not worth being angry for this kind of person, your body matters."

Leng Zongkai's heart was painful, his mood was extremely complicated, and chagrin, remorse, and sadness all came to his heart.

"It was me who was wrong, I was wrong in the first place, and I hurt everyone."

Qi Rui looked at him worriedly, frowning slightly, but he couldn't say anything comforting.

Leng Zhongyu's face sank like water, and he shouted coldly, "Don't say these useless anymore, if you want to kill or chop, listen to the respect." ”

Qi Rui is angry, and so far, he is still so strong, what is he relying on? "Hand over the little stone."

The corners of Leng Zhongyu's mouth hooked, and a touch of mockery was raised, "Everyone is dead, how can you still pay it?" ”

Like a thunderbolt hitting Qi Rui's head on a sunny day, the whole person was stunned.

"What do you say? You bastard. Leng Zongkai was furious, and rushed over angrily, aiming at Leng Zhongyu is two slaps.

"Smack." The slap was deafening.

Since he took charge of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall, he has never done it himself, but this time he made an exception and broke his heart.

Leng Zhongyu's face was red and swollen, his head tilted to the side, and his face was full of anger, "Before I die, it is worth it to be able to pull on a cushion back, and it will make you suffer for the rest of your life, it is not in vain that I have spent so much effort." ”

Leng Zongkai's blood was churning, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his anger rushed straight to his head, snatched a pistol from the bodyguard's hand, aimed it at Leng Zhongyu, and gently pressed the trigger.

PS: Write Leng Zhongyu's fate tomorrow, so stay tuned, what do you want him to do? We welcome your comments.