Chapter 339 My Conscience Was Eaten by a Dog!

Fang Su got out of the car, her expression was indescribably cold.

"Xiao Fang, didn't we agree at home that we should talk to the child nicely when we see him?"

This was the voice of Mr. Feng. He walked to Fang Su as soon as he got out of the car, frowned slightly, and reminded her.

"Brother Yan, you go in first."

Feng Yi had a blank expression on his face, and greeted Mo Yan to enter the courtyard. He was blocking the gate, looking at Mr. Feng and the others coldly: "Why, what do you want to say to me today?"

The words were said to Mr. Feng.

"Today is the first day of the new year. Your mother and I are here. Do you plan to let us stand here and talk to you?"

Grandpa Feng said calmly: "Why don't you come home with us? Let's sit down at home and tell us all the grievances you have suffered over the years."

"I said I have no home, and I have nothing to do with you anymore."

Looking directly into Grandpa Feng's eyes, Feng Yi showed no fear at all. He said: "You go, anyway, you don't need a son, and since I have severed my relationship with you, you can just treat me as dead!"

Fang Su's anger kept rising, but with Grandpa Feng's words in front of her, she could only He was able to control his emotions and said word by word: "Break up? Do you think you can break up the relationship between me and your father, and the family with just one sentence? You are my child, I worked hard to carry you for ten months, and I gave birth to you with my life. I and your father have raised you for more than ten years. You can break up the relationship with us with just one sentence? Feng Yi, where is your conscience?"

"My conscience has been eaten by a dog!"

Feng Yi said indifferently: "After saying so much, does Ms. Fang want me to give my life back to you? If so, I will satisfy you!" As the voice fell, Feng Yi turned and walked into the yard, and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

Mr. Feng and the other two followed into the yard, and saw Feng Yi holding a kitchen knife and looking at them: "You want my life, right? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you right now!" As he said, he raised the kitchen knife close to his neck.

"Feng Yi, you are crazy!"

Mo Yan came out of the house, snatched the kitchen knife from Feng Yi's hand, and slapped him at the same time. His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted angrily: "Do you have a brain? You only have one life, and if it's gone, it's gone forever. How can you joke with your own life?"

When the kitchen knife in Feng Yi's hand was about to touch their necks, Mr. Feng and Fang Su were already pale. If they hadn't supported each other, they would have fallen to the ground together.

"Brother Yan, I'm not kidding... I really feel that living is very tiring... And they, my biological parents, gave me a life, and now they want to take my life back, so I naturally have to satisfy their wishes!"

Feng Yi was laughing, but his laughter was bitter and astringent, and it was more heartbreaking than crying.

"You little brat, when did I want to kill you?" Old Master Feng was so angry that his mouth trembled: "Your mother and I came here to take you home."

Fang Su stepped forward and slapped Feng Yi twice in the face. She said harshly: "Unfair? Do you think you have been wronged at home all these years? Did I not feed you or clothe you, or send you to school? Why do you feel wronged? Now you want to die in front of me, do you want me to take a life, right? How can you be so cruel?"

Another two slaps, Fang Su didn't know if it was a pretense or for some other reason, anyway, she was crying at this moment:

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