Disliked by everyone? She is clearly the most beloved one in the rich family!

What happened in those two rooms did not affect the progress on Mr. Feng's side.

Old Master Feng never thought of letting others solve this matter, especially people outside the Feng family.

From Mr. Feng's perspective, this matter was caused by Feng Teng.

Then the final outcome should be on Feng Teng.

Master Feng believed that he had never done anything wrong to Feng Teng.

But from Feng Teng's words, he knew that Feng Teng had indeed suffered a lot of grievances over the years.

But what is it that the family can’t talk about?

Mr. Feng's room is spacious and quiet, filled with an ancient and profound atmosphere.

On the wall, several ancient calligraphy and paintings are quietly hanging, like silent witnesses of the years.

The paper is slightly yellowed, but the brushstrokes still reveal the glory of the past.

The bookshelf is filled with heavy classics, each of which carries the weight of history and the accumulation of wisdom.

A faint scent of sandalwood drifted in the air, adding a sense of tranquility and solemnity to the room.

In the center of the room, there is a dark mahogany desk with a warm and solid texture.

On the table, the four treasures of the study are neatly arranged, emitting a faint scent of ink, as if telling stories of the past.

Old Master Feng walked into the room with steady steps.

He is tall and straight, and the years have carved deep wrinkles on his face, but they cannot conceal the wisdom and determination in his eyes.

Behind him, Feng Teng followed him with heavy steps, each step seemed to carry endless resentment.

Old Master Feng waved his hand gently, signaling the bodyguards behind him to retreat.

The bodyguards turned around in a well-trained manner, quietly left the room, and closed the door behind them.

For a moment, only Old Man Feng and Feng Teng were left in the room. It was so quiet that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Feng Teng stood in the middle of the room, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but his tense shoulders revealed his inner tension and anxiety.

His eyes were cold and sharp, like two sharp daggers, shooting straight at Old Man Feng, his eyes full of hostility.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, his tone full of provocation.

"Old man, are you so confident in leaving me here alone? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you right now?"

His voice echoed in the quiet room, carrying a bit of the youthful recklessness and rebelliousness.

Old Master Feng did not respond immediately. His expression was as calm as water, as if he had already expected Feng Teng to say such a thing.

His youngest son has never been able to hide his emotions.

However, it is a big taboo for a businessman to not hide his emotions, as his every move can be discovered by others.

But his own child still hasn't figured these things out.

However, since he was a child, his family did not expect him to inherit the family business.

His elder brother is enough to take care of the family affairs.

However, because something happened to his elder brother, he was forced to take on the role for a few days.

But I didn't expect it to cause such a big disaster.

Fortunately, his grandson is still of some use.

Old Master Feng devoted all his energy to training Feng Sheng.

However, he did not expect that this would arouse his suspicion and dissatisfaction, and eventually lead to such disastrous consequences.

But for everything that happened today, Mr. Feng felt that the key to everything lay with him and no one else was to blame.

Old Master Feng walked slowly to the desk, his movements neither hurried nor slow, revealing a calmness that came from years of experience.

He gently opened the drawer and took out a sharp dagger.

The dagger flashed coldly in the dim light, and the blade was extremely sharp, as if it could easily cut through anything.

He placed the dagger on the table, his movements gentle but with unquestionable determination, and then gently pushed it in front of Feng Teng.

His eyes were deep and firm, as if he could see through Feng Teng's inner struggle and pain. His voice was low but full of power.

"If death can remove the hatred in your heart, then I am willing to die."

Feng Teng was stunned. He had never expected the old man to be so direct.

He stared at the dagger, a hint of hesitation and panic in his eyes.

It's like a stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

He didn't expect that Mr. Feng would be so determined that he even wanted to exchange his own life for the well-being of the entire family.

Is this family so important that he can't let it go?

In fact, the thing that Feng Teng was struggling and entangled with the most was why his father couldn't love him decisively just once.

Pour all your love on him, but you should be cautious.

The relationships between fathers and sons in other families were never this complicated.

A hint of hesitation and confusion flashed across Feng Teng's face.

But soon, he resumed his pretense of indifference.

That hard shell once again covered his fragile heart.

He reached out and picked up the dagger, pretending to play with it in his hand, and deliberately waved the dagger in front of the old man.

The blade gleamed coldly in the light, and his tone was threatening.

"Don't regret it, I won't show any mercy."

However, his hands were trembling slightly, and the slight tremor revealed the anxiety and fear deep in his heart.

Old Master Feng looked at him quietly, without a trace of fear in his eyes, but full of love and tolerance.

That gaze was like the warm spring sun, trying to warm Feng Teng's cold heart.

He sighed softly, and that sigh was filled with endless fatigue and helplessness.

"Feng Teng, I know you hate me and this family. But there are some things you don't understand."

When Feng Teng attacked without getting the dagger.

Old Master Feng knew that Feng Teng would never attack him again.

Because once this silly son of his wants to do something, he will definitely do it.

Since he hesitated, it means that this matter is almost impossible.

So Old Man Feng knew that Feng Teng still couldn't bear to leave his father in his heart.

No matter how harsh his words are or how extreme his actions are.

He just wanted to get revenge on everyone.

But when everything was laid bare before him, and he really wanted to make the fatal move.

He didn't dare.

In fact, Mr. Feng was also thinking in his heart that Feng Teng was so indecisive.

How can I support a family?

For a president, it doesn’t mean that he has to do things by any means necessary.

But at least you have to be decisive and never waver in your thinking about something you believe is good.

The final result of thinking too much like this will definitely not be good.

But it is completely meaningless to mention this now, and this is not what he requires of Feng Teng.

"If you can't make this judgment, then can you listen to what I have to say next?"

Feng Teng hesitated for a moment, then placed the dagger on the table and looked at Old Man Feng quietly.

Old Master Feng turned around and took out another stack of documents from the drawer of the desk and slowly handed them to Feng Teng.

Feng Teng took the document in confusion, looked down, and was so shocked by the contents that he was speechless.

That was the contract that the company's shareholders forced the old man to sign many years ago.

The contract was filled with clauses, and every word was like a bombshell, exploding in his heart.

It turned out that he made mistakes when he was young.

In order to keep him, the old man did not hesitate to transfer a large number of his shares to those greedy shareholders.

Even at the cost of sacrificing one's own interests and status in the company.

For him, the old man endured so much pressure and pain alone.

But he knew nothing about this.

Feng Teng's hands trembled even more violently, and the documents rustled in his hands.

His eyes quickly swept across the document, and a storm of emotions surged in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at Old Man Feng, his eyes filled with complex emotions - shock, guilt, and regret.

There is also an indescribable feeling of being touched.

His voice was choked, as if something was blocking his throat.

"You...why did you do this? Why didn't you tell me?"

Old Master Feng slowly walked to the window, turned his back to Feng Teng, and looked towards the dark night sky in the distance.

His voice was low and calm, yet filled with deep emotion.

"Because you are my son, I don't need you to know this, nor do I need you to be grateful to me."

"I just hope you can be okay and not be blinded by hatred anymore."

Feng Teng couldn't hold back his tears and burst out. The hot tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

He tightly grasped the documents in his hand, and the defenses in his heart completely collapsed at this moment.

He finally understood.

Over the years, Grandpa Feng has been silently protecting him, sheltering him from the wind and rain, and bearing all the hardships.

However, he always misunderstood the old man's painstaking efforts and even regarded him as an enemy.

The regret in his heart surged like a tide, almost drowning him.

"Dad..." Feng Teng's voice trembled, filled with deep regret and guilt.

He walked forward, then slowly knelt in front of Old Man Feng and slowly lowered his head.

"I'm sorry...I was really wrong."

Old Master Feng turned around and looked at Feng Teng who was kneeling on the ground, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and gently stroked Feng Teng's head, his movements gentle and loving, just like when they were little.

"Get up, kid. Let bygones be bygones. We still have a long way to go."

Feng Teng raised his head, his eyes filled with tears, but he felt an unprecedented sense of relief and liberation.

The hatred that had been pent up in my heart for many years disappeared at this moment.

He finally understood that Mr. Feng's love for him had never changed.

"But what I have done, father, cannot be undone."

Feng Teng thought about what he had done and gave a wry smile.

The main reason is that he knew that what he had done was too much and there was no room for redemption.

And this organization is indeed not simple.

In fact, Feng Teng was extremely angry and he did not tell the whole truth.

This cult organization is simply beyond his control.

It was only under extremely repressive circumstances that he provided the cult with the secrets of his family.

So now he has no way to control these things.

All he could do was maintain the previous superficial status quo so that they wouldn't realize that the Feng family already knew about this.

But Feng Teng was not without surveillance personnel around him.

If they find anything wrong, even Feng Teng will be in danger.

"What can I do now to undo the mistakes I've made?"

Old Master Feng shook his head.

He felt that Feng Teng himself was carrying too much in his mind and on his body.

Because he still has someone to rely on.

But if you keep taking all the problems on yourself every day, you will definitely have psychological problems over time.

"You don't have to think about this anymore. Just act like you always do, and I'll take care of the rest."

Old Master Feng sighed slightly and patted Feng Teng on the shoulder.

"No matter what, you are my son. I can't just sit back and watch you do what you want."

After hearing what Grandpa Feng said, Feng Teng finally couldn't hold back his tears and burst out.

His father is so old now, but he still worries about him.

He is indeed an unfilial son.

An idea slowly emerged in Feng Teng's mind.

He knew that this cult organization was like an iron barrel, powerful and without any weaknesses.

Those men in black robes who willingly pleaded guilty in the police station are the most blatant proof.

They obey the organization's arrangements unconditionally and have no regard for personal gain or loss.

But as long as one is human, there will be weaknesses and soft spots.

Even if the mind is clouded, the heart will never be clouded.