Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

"Kneel, you actually want me to kneel to my enemy?" Feng lengsong looked at his father as if he was looking at a madman. The hatred that had been accumulating in his heart erupted like a volcano. He suddenly laughed hideously and madly,"I understand, I understand. For that woman, you don't even want your son, and you don't even want house Feng, right?"

"What woman? what are you talking about?" Feng congyun asked as he looked at Feng lengsong who was in a state of madness.

"Are you still trying to hide it from me now? Do you think I didn't see the painting in the secret room of the study? All these years, other than cultivating, you've been staring at that painting day and night in a daze. Do you think I don't know? All these years, have you ever cared about mother? If it wasn't because you shifted your love to someone else, how could mother have fallen ill from depression and died so early?" Feng lengsong roared in rage.

Actually, the reason why Feng lengsong was so distant from his father was not entirely because of Feng congyun, but because he had long felt estranged from Feng congyun.

From a young age, he knew that the relationship between his father and mother was not close. They were even strangers. At that time, Feng lengsong did not know why. Until one time, when he was hiding in the study to play, he accidentally discovered his father's Secret. Only then did he know that his father had shifted his love to someone else and had someone else in his heart.

When Feng lengsong was seven years old, his mother fell ill from depression and eventually died from a serious illness. In his grief, he blamed all of this on Feng congyun's cold treatment of his mother.

He hated his father's heartlessness, but he hated the woman in the painting even more. If it wasn't for her, his father wouldn't have fallen in love with someone else, and his mother wouldn't have passed away so early. He had thought more than once that he would find that woman and kill her to avenge his mother. However, the Qing-Yun realm was so big that he didn't even know who she was. How could he take revenge?

It was only when Ling Chuxi arrived at the ethereal sect residence and saw her for the first time that he realized that this woman's appearance was surprisingly similar to the woman in the painting. Even her spiritual aura was 70% similar.

Feng lengsong also concluded that Ling Chuxi was definitely related to that woman. Hence, he shifted all his hatred onto her, wishing he could tear her into a thousand pieces to comfort his mother's spirit in heaven. However, his schemes were much deeper than Zhuo fanglin and Jie Feiying 'S. He did not make a move rashly and instead kept probing Ling Chuxi's background, looking for the best opportunity to make a move.

Unfortunately, man proposes but God disposes. No matter how much he schemed, he still lost to Ling Chuxi in the end. He was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. This time, he had even implicated several elders of the Feng family and caused them to die.

Feng lengsong's chest heaved up and down rapidly as he spoke out the anger and hatred that had been suppressed in his heart for many years. However, his emotions had calmed down a lot.

"You, you know?" Feng congyun's face turned red and white as he asked in a low voice.

"Do you dare to say that the woman in the painting is not related to her? I hate that woman. If it weren't for her, you wouldn't have neglected mother, and mother wouldn't have died of illness so early. So, I hate her too. I can't wait for her to die! I want her to die without a proper burial. " Feng lengsong pointed at Ling Chuxi and cursed viciously.

"Pa!" Feng congyun's body trembled in anger as he slapped him again.

Ling Chuxi was completely stunned. She seemed to have understood something, but also seemed to not understand anything at all.