He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

"Your Majesty!"

In the old house of the Feng family, Mr. Feng sat at the head, his sharp eyes staring straight at the little grandson in front of him.

Ever since stepping into this room, Feng Heng's frown has never been relaxed.

The room was quite dark, and a dark red rattan whip was hanging on the head. Feng Heng retrieved the related memories from the memory of the original owner.

With a straight posture and a cold face, he said in a deep voice, "It's not every year."

Even if all the evidence points to his little girl, he doesn't believe that his little girl would do such a thing.

His little girl is the kindest little girl.

Although she always refuses to admit it.

Mr. Feng's eyes are extremely sharp, like a machete that peels away the skin and bones, and he has described this little grandson who has been loved by the whole family since he was a child.

At some point, his eyes were as cold and unfathomable as a cold pool, repelling people thousands of miles away, even his own family members could not enter his eyes.

His indifference made Mr. Feng feel chilled.

He slammed his cane hard: "That's your own sister!"

"If no one informs me, how long are you going to hide it?"

Feng Heng was expressionless: "If I find the real culprit, I will avenge Ruo Ruo myself."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Mr. Feng was in a hurry, and said three "good" words in a row, and threw the crutch in his hand at the little grandson.

Feng Heng didn't hide, his straight body was like a towering mountain, no one could make him give in.

But Mr. Feng's crutch just landed on the floor beside him, making a very heavy "bang".

He is reluctant to bring up his little grandson with one hand.

"Grandpa! I am punished for Hengheng."

"Grandpa! Don't hit anyone! Speak well!"

The sound of "bang" passed, and two men rushed in at the same time. Seeing the crutch lying aside, Fengchi couldn't help complaining: "Can't you just talk about it? Your crutch is so heavy, why did you smash Heng Heng?" manage?"

Father Feng, who failed to stop the two sons at the door, was heartbroken.

His father always served him on crutches, and he didn't see his two sons making decisions for him!

A trace of warmth flashed in Feng Heng's eyes: "Brother, I'm fine."

Feng Chi heaved a sigh of relief, stood next to Feng Heng, and defended him: "The truth is not yet settled! Grandpa, don't listen to your father's one-sided words. He has always looked down on Nian Nian, thinking that Nian Nian is a starlet, insulting We are the lintel of the Feng family."

Father Feng said anxiously: "She has a bad reputation and has been drinking with her. What's wrong with me not wanting such a daughter-in-law?"

Feng Heng glanced at Father Feng blankly.

Father Feng was dumb for a moment, his neck felt a little cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

"She... is she okay, our family doesn't want her!"

Feng Heng's Adam's apple rolled, and his tone was flat: "When will it be your turn to decide my marriage?"

Master Feng was so angry that his lips trembled: "Kneel down!"

"Say it one last time, kneel down!"

"He is your father! No matter how bad he is, he is also your father! You can't treat him casually!"

Mr. Feng took down the rattan whip from the wall.

The rattan whip was shiny and shiny. His father had beaten him here once. After a few whips, his back was bloody and bloody. He had sworn that he would never use the rattan whip to educate his children and grandchildren.

Even if Father Feng is absurd and willful, he has never seriously disturbed the family law.

He held his breath in his chest and coughed heavily: "Why don't you kneel down!"

Feng Heng standing below is still upright, with sharp eyes, very dignified, and outstanding demeanor.

He took it for granted: "I don't kneel to anyone."

Ever since he grew up, he didn't have to kneel down when he saw Brother Huang, and he never knelt down to anyone again.

The strong wind is clanging against the man's bones, he would rather bleed and die in battle than kneel down and beg for mercy.

What's more, Mr. Feng wants him to give up his little girl.

Old Man Feng's blood surged up, and he raised his trembling hand several times but did not lift it up.

Feng Heng explained: "I will find the real murderer."

"You! You! You!" Mr. Feng was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.

"The evidence you found out by yourself is convincing, but you refuse to believe it?"

Fengchi hurriedly rushed up to give him comfort, and scolded his younger brother: "Stop saying a few words."

Feng Heng lowered his eyes.

The two elder brothers are different from Father Feng, and he is willing to listen to their opinions.

"Hengheng..."

Outside the door, Fengmu stood with tears in her eyes.

Her eyes were red and swollen like peaches. After hearing the news that Ruo Ruo might be paralyzed, she cried day and night, unable to control her grief anytime and anywhere. Her youthful strength collapsed and she became a heartbroken mother.

She looked at her son in disbelief, and choked up, "That's your sister! She is your own sister! She was hurt so badly by Bai Nian, and my mother didn't let you hurt your lover, can you leave her? "

"She..." Mother Feng choked up, seeming to have a thousand words.

In the end, only one sentence was uttered: "She killed your sister!"

Mother Feng couldn't control it anymore, she squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

Father Feng grabbed her shoulders and completed what she hadn't finished saying: "The thing your mother regrets the most is agreeing to your continued relationship with Bai Nian! If you hadn't raised her ambition, she wouldn't even marry your sister. Dare to harm!"

There seemed to be a sparkle in the corner of Father Feng's eyes: "Because we have us backing her, she is unscrupulous."

Father Feng let out a long sigh: "Look at the outside world!"

"She's really not as innocent as you think."

Feng Heng frowned: "She didn't kill anyone."

"That's her plan. She is never afraid of public opinion. She is the bravest little girl. She shouldn't..."

"To shut up!"

Father Feng stopped: "Your mother is like this, why do you only remember that woman!"

Feng Heng was taken aback, he walked up to his mother, and said stiffly, "Don't cry."

He pursed his lips: "I will find the best doctor to treat Ruo Ruo."

"If... in case, I will support her for the rest of my life."

Mother Feng raised her head, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was so fierce that Feng Heng had never seen before: "Feng Heng, I want you to leave that woman! Leave her!"

She almost screamed.

Feng Heng still wanted to say more, Feng Cheng gave him a sharp look: "Go out and reflect, don't see Nian Nian these few days."

Feng Heng remained silent and did not move.

Feng Cheng pushed him out: "I will let people watch you."

Feng Heng frowned, Feng Cheng kept giving him winks.

"I believe you, brother."

His imperial brother has never let him down, and he is also willing to believe in Feng Cheng as the elder brother.

Back in the bedroom, he called Bai Nian: "Let's not contact each other recently."

The bodyguard sent by Feng Cheng stretched out his hand: "Young Master, I want to take your mobile phone away."

Feng Heng threw the phone heavily on the ground, and it was torn apart.

He looked at a small fragment in the corner of the wall, and the dark red light flashed away.

Feng Heng raised the corners of his lips: "You can clean it now, I won't contact the outside world."

The mobile phone he is using now is the latest model that was given to him every year and obtained from playing games on the show.

The snake, I'm afraid it's going to come out of the hole.