"That is not my problem," Feng Yuanyun replied coldly, his tone devoid of sympathy.
Any lingering respect and love he might have held for his first son had vanished the moment he learned of his intentions toward his second son—a betrayal he couldn't fully understand, nor did he wish to.
To Feng Yuanyun, this willingness to sacrifice family for whatever reason was unforgivable, and his expression made it clear that he wouldn't budge.
'Unforgivable. This is simply unforgivable!' his thoughts seethed with contempt, each word holding disappointment.
This was something Feng Yuanyun knew he could neither forget nor forgive.
Gritting his teeth, feeling as though he might vomit blood from the crushing weight of his father's words, Feng Wuhao staggered, as if pierced by a dozen arrows.
The realization crashed down on him—his slip-up had spiraled into a disaster beyond anything he'd imagined.
