Fang Su stepped out of the car, an indescribable chill emanating from her demeanor.
"Xiao Fang, didn’t we all agree at home to speak nicely to the child?"
It was Old Master Feng’s voice; as soon as he got out of the car, he walked up to Fang Su, subtly furrowed his brow, and spoke up as a reminder.
"Brother Yan, you go in first."
Feng Yi, devoid of expression, gestured for Mo Yan to enter the courtyard, while he stood blocking the gate, watching Old Master Feng and another with a cold gaze, "What, have you come today to say something to me again?"
The words were directed at Old Master Feng.
"Today is the first day of the lunar year. Your mother and I have come; do you really intend to make us stand here and talk to you?"
Old Master Feng said calmly, "Why don’t you come home with us? We can sit down in our own house and talk through all the grievances you’ve suffered over these years."
"I’ve said I have no home, and I’ve also said I have no relationship with you anymore."
Looking straight into Old Master Feng’s eyes, Feng Yi showed no sign of fear as he said, "Please leave. After all, you don’t lack a son, and since I’ve severed ties with you, you might as well consider me dead!"
Fang Su felt her anger rising relentlessly, but with Old Master Feng’s earlier words, she had to suppress her own feelings, and said word by word, "Severed relations? Do you think just by your word alone you can sever the relationship with me and your father, and with the household? You were born to me after I carried you in my womb for ten hard months and gave birth to you with my very life, and then your father and I raised you for over a decade. Do you think you can sever our ties just by declaring it? Feng Yi, where is your conscience?"

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