After asking the waiter, they went to the upper room on the far left on the second floor.

Feng Hongluan and Hong Yan went up, and Hong Yan finally had a trace of doubt in his eyes. It didn't look like they were here to say hello, but more like they were following.

But he didn't have time to ask now, because the two of them had already arrived outside the upper room, and Feng Hongluan's ears were still pressed against the door.

Inside, one could clearly hear the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"What are you buying all these things for? If you have such filial piety, my mother will accept it. Why spend money? Who is this?"

"My slave, please pay your respects to the old woman."

Mother, old woman.

She turned out to be Feng Hongluan's grandmother. For a moment, a trace of hatred flashed across Feng Hongluan's face.

She had no emotion at all towards this grandmother whom she had only met once, only hatred.

In order to break up her parents, her grandmother really did everything possible. She even heard a mother from the Han family who defected to the Feng family say that her grandmother disliked being poor and loved being rich, so she actually made her father kneel for three days and three nights with broken ceramics.

If his father can hold on and does not fall to the ground, he will marry his mother to his father.

But in fact, his father persisted and almost lost both of his legs because of it. However, Wai Zheng went back on his word and asked his father to jump into a frozen pool to prove his determination not to marry someone other than the queen. His father was a bit old.

Cold Legs probably fell down at that time.

This was what the mother told Feng Hongluan, and the rest was overt and covert. My father didn’t know how much torture he had suffered from the old woman.

My father went through a lot of hardships in order to marry his mother, but his sincerity never moved the Han family or the old woman. In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to do something unfilial and have an affair with his father.

With Feng Hongluan, I originally thought that things would turn around, but I didn't expect that someone in the Han family would corrupt the family tradition and cut off the robe and sever the righteousness.

My mother left Jiangnan and the Han Mansion heartbroken.

During the years when my mother was still alive, she never mentioned Han Mansion.

It was probably the way the Han government dealt with my father back then that made my mother feel so chilled and heartbroken.

Originally, Han Mansion and Feng Mansion, cut off the robe and cut off the righteousness, and never interact with each other till old age and death, was the words of the Han Mansion himself.

But the Han government went back on its word again.

When he was in trouble and his family fortune was in ruins, he licked his face and came to Feng Mansion with a arrogant attitude.

The first time I came, I scolded the doorman who asked me a few more questions as my mother-in-law.

Later, as the mother-in-law, she took charge of the house and regarded Feng Mansion as her own home.

Han Huiqing regretted Fengcheng's disrespectful words towards Zheng, but Han Huiqing didn't understand who was disrespectful first.

When Mrs. Zheng came to ask for help, Fengcheng didn't look kindly on it, but in the end he softened his heart and gave Mrs. Zheng a large amount of money. Over the years, he has provided more or less relief every year.

Otherwise, a family of women and children would not be able to raise Han Huiqing, the white sheep and wolf.

Unexpectedly, this grandmother, who gave Feng Hongluan a bad impression, actually went to Beijing.

But, why live here instead of staying at Han Huiqing's mansion in the capital?

Inside the house, the son is filial to his mother, and the warm conversation remains the same.

Those intimate conversations made Feng Hongluan think of her mother who didn't even have half of her family to visit her until her death, and she felt even more angry.

"Mom, I feel sorry for you living here. Today I will leave Hanxiang here to take care of your old man. Hanxiang is from Fengfu. If you want to know anything about Fengfu, Hanxiang can tell you.

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"What should I do to know about Feng Mansion? I remember clearly the humiliation Fengcheng gave me back then. Hui Qing, it was all that Fengcheng. If it hadn't been for him, your sister wouldn't have left us alone. You

If my sister had not followed that poor Maple City back then, and had followed my advice and married the eldest son of Hengde Winery, our family would have been so popular and well-off, and our family would not have been so depressed, and your father's illness would not have caused it.

Without money to govern, he died in such a miserable state."

The pink fist on Feng Hongluan's side was tightly squeezed.

He was so shameless, taking so many benefits from Feng Mansion, yet he still had the nerve to say that Feng Mansion owed them, the Han family.

She had never heard of her grandfather's illness. It was an old illness that had accumulated over time, and he had already become terminally ill, but she blamed Feng's family for this.

How shameless can this woman be?

No wonder he could raise such a son.

When she was on the mountain, she still thought that they were blood relatives after all, and if Han Huiqing stopped doing anything excessive, she would tolerate him for the time being.

She gave Han Huiqing countless opportunities and let her go again and again, just because Han Huiqing was her mother's only brother, and although her mother hated her grandparents, she missed and missed this brother very much.

Love.

But now it seems that with such a "good mother", Han Huiqing can only do things worse, and will not take Feng Mansion's kindness and Feng Hongluan's repeated forgiveness into heart.

All the gratitude and respect that Han Huiqing had for Maple City were all in vain.

And secretly, they plotted against her again and again, and even colluded with He Jixiang to kill her...

In the end, she cared too much about the family ties that had been severed by the Han family long ago and were only threatened with money and power.

In the room, Han Xiang added fuel and vinegar, with a hint of trying to please the old lady, and continued: "No, those people in Feng Mansion, except for the late Madam, are not good people."

Poor maid, she has only been in Feng Mansion for three years at most, but she knows a lot.

It seems that Feng Mansion has an unusually large number of white-eyed wolves.

I have eliminated a few, and there are still more.

Mrs. Zheng sneered: "Huh! A pot of porridge, even my daughter, is not a good thing. Fortunately, she died early, otherwise I would have to give her a few ears if I saw her. I wanted to give her back then, but the master

She stopped her and said that it was her own flesh and blood after all, and even if I had a dog, it would be better than her."

The expression on Feng Hongluan's face changed drastically, and the suppressed anger and murderous intent in Feng Hongluan's eyes suddenly emerged.

If Hong Yan hadn't realized something was wrong and stretched out his arms to hug her waist, she might have gone into the house and killed the old woman and the two white-eyed wolves regardless of the situation.

On that day, she shouldn't be merciful. She should have been poisoned with beef bone soup. She should have killed Han Huiqing with one sword. By the way, let Zheng be alone and die of old age alone. Let her die alone.

It's really not worth it for her mother. As a mother, no matter how big a mistake the child makes, she shouldn't use such vicious words to slander her.

Feng Hongluan's eyes were moist, because it was not worth it, because of love, and even more because of hatred.

Hong Yan's face was also ugly, but he was afraid that Feng Hongluan might move his fetus, so he hugged Feng Hongluan and said softly: "Leave it to me, don't be impulsive, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Warm tears fell in her eyes full of hatred. She suppressed the anger in her heart. This time, she didn't let them go, but many people watched her come up. She couldn't do anything to them here, lest they

Cause trouble for Hong Yan and himself.

She didn't want to hear more, and she didn't want to know why Zheng was placed in a small town on the outskirts of the city. These had nothing to do with her. She only knew that based on Zheng's ruthless words, it was not for herself or for others.

Feng Mansion, just because of her mother, she will not be soft-hearted this time.

After coming out of the inn, they spent money to keep the innkeeper's mouth sealed. No one would know what happened when they followed Han Huiqing upstairs.

After returning to the road and getting into the carriage, her fists were still clenched tightly and she never let go.

Even after going through countless hardships, being burned by fire, and losing her family and her family, she has experienced it all.

But thinking of Zheng's words that were worse than beasts, and the tragic situation of her mother being plotted to death by Dong, she could no longer suppress the love and anger in her heart. She clenched her fists, lay in Hong Yan's arms, and burst into tears: "I don't want them to be allowed to die."

A good death, a bad death."

Hong Yan knew that she was sad, and Hong Yan's pity and anger were no less than Feng Hongluan's.

He felt all her emotions. Even if he had never met Han, he could imagine what a loving and gentle mother she was.

With his big palm running along her back, he said coldly: "Leave it all to me, believe me, I will make those people's pain worse than death."

Looking out the window, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Even when he turned around to bully Feng Hongluan, all that was left in his eyes was pity and love: "Anyone who bullied your mother, I will make their life worse than death."

The warmth of his embrace gradually warmed Feng Hongluan's heart. She wiped away her tears and raised her head. Her voice was still choked with sobs, but her tone was very tough and firm: "This time, I must let me

Dad, see clearly the true colors of these people. The Dong family, Zheng family, He Jixiang, Han Huiqing, these people who have harmed my mother, if my father is soft-hearted enough to tolerate their sins, then I don’t want this father."

"No matter what you do, I will stand by your side."

He lowered his head, his brows filled with determination.

Feng Hongluan took a deep breath, opened the car window, and looked at the distant town with a deathly cold gaze.

Han Huiqing, Zheng Shi.

One is her uncle and the other is her grandmother.

These two people, like Dong, deserve to die.

God refused to accept them, their mother did not turn into a ghost and seek them out, and their father foolishly regarded them as family members.

But she will never tolerate it again.
Chapter completed!