Chapter 644: Wake up, poor bastard

"I'm not doing this just for you."

Yan Qingfu looked at him openly, with sarcasm in his smile: "If you don't do this, how can you clearly see your position in your grandma's heart? I have already said that Fu Yiyun is the only grandson in her heart.

You are just a dog she adopted under false pretenses.

In her mind, you, a dog, had many functions back then. You could accompany Fu Yiyun, protect Fu Yiyun, and be at their disposal at any time. If they no longer wanted you, they could kick you away at any time.

It's a good thing that you still think about them all these years, Chen Feng, you just can't recognize the facts."

Yan Qingfu was smoking a cigarette, and the face behind the smoke was smiling ironically.

Fu Chenfeng held the hand at his side tightly and yelled at him resentfully: "Even so, what does it have to do with you? No matter how they treat me, they are still better than you. Who do you have the right to criticize them or laugh at them?"

Compared with them, I and you are even more heartless and unjust."

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Fu Chenfeng finished speaking, Yan Qingfu suddenly stood up and slapped him hard.

The slap was strong enough, and Fu Chenfeng was drunk again, so he couldn't stand very steadily.

This slap knocked him to the ground directly.

Ruan Xiangling screamed and hurriedly came to help him.

Yan Qingfu looked down at Fu Chenfeng with disgust, his eyes looked like he was looking at garbage, but with a touch of unspeakable compassion: "You really think you can get family affection from the Fu family, I tell you, it's impossible!

You can't even imagine Mrs. Fu's coldness. I used your mobile phone to mislead her just to let you see her true face. She has always been sincere to her own son and grandson, but she has always been calculating with everyone.

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If the person who was poisoned to death was you, and the person who refused to pick the fruit was Fu Yiyun, do you think she would still blame and curse Fu Yiyun like this?

Oh, no, she won't, she will only watch you die, and she will never let her grandson risk going to the mountains to pick fruits, so wake up, poor bastard."

"Stop talking." Ruan Xiangling hugged Fu Chenfeng tightly and cried and begged Yan Qingfu, "I beg you to stop talking. Your words are no less to him than Ling Chi. Seeing him in pain, you really

Are you happy?"

Yan Qingfu's face was gloomy and cold, with a hint of cruelty.

He sneered: "If he doesn't say these words, he will never be able to figure out his position."

Fu Chenfeng struggled to stand up, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and he looked embarrassed and depressed.

He staggered and stood in front of Yan Qingfu, smiling non-stop: "Then I thank you, thank you for letting me understand my position."

Yan Qingfu's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. He held the cigarette butt with two fingers and nodded at his collar. His tone was threatening: "Although you hate me, if you dare to expose my true identity, you will also

Or betray me, then you will never want to see this child Xiaoye again."

After the desolate smile, Fu Chenfeng calmed down.

He said quietly: "Don't worry, I will cooperate with all your plans."

Yan Qingfu patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "This is right. In fact, part of the reason why I do so many things is for you."

Fu Chenfeng tugged his lips mockingly, said nothing, just brushed his hand away, turned around and staggered towards the stairs.

Ruan Xiangling saw this and hurriedly followed him to help him.

Yan Qingfu stared at his back, feeling inexplicably irritable.

He sat back on the sofa, leaned on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and a trace of sadness slowly appeared on Sang Cang's face.
Chapter completed!