You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 7047: Keep the bottom line, there are some mistakes, you can’t make them

He really fell in love with this son.

Obviously, Sheng Yunwen only has hatred for him.

He feels a sense of irritability that he has never felt before.

He is the head of the Feng family, with a high position and authority. He has always been courted by others and hoped to be valued by him. This is the first time that he wants to please a person, but that person not only does not respond to him, does not appreciate it, but also mock him, mock him.

At this moment, he deeply realized what it means to be just without desire.

If you don't ask for anything, you can be as calm as water and not be frightened by humiliation.

But now, he wants something.

He hopes that Sheng Yunwen can sincerely love and recognize his father.

He hopes to be a true father and son with Sheng Yunwen.

At this moment, Sheng Yunwen has nothing to ask for.

He does not seek fame, profit, or his favor and approval.

So, Sheng Yunwen was not afraid of him.

Oh.

No.

Not true.

Sheng Yunwen is not asking for nothing, Sheng Yunwen is asking for nothing from him.

He wanted something from Sheng Xike.

He hopes to be forgiven by Sheng Xike.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to abandon his human dignity and knelt down to Sheng Xike.

His Feng Yu's son, the young master of their Feng family, actually knelt down for others, and the damage was not only to Sheng Yunwen's face, but also to their Feng family's face.

He is no longer as gentle and elegant as before, like a spring breeze, his expression is cold, and he is high above: "When something happens, he has gold under his knees, kneeling on the ground, what does he look like?"

"Oh, this is not like it?" Sheng Yunwen laughed mockingly and said indifferently: "I can be even more like it."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped his face heavily, "I was wrong."

Before the crisp slap sounded, it was the second slap on the other side of his cheek: "I'm shameless!"

"Crack", the third slap in the face, "I'm a jerk."

The fourth note, "Damn me."

"Enough!" Feng Yu was furious and kicked him to the ground.

His complexion was snow-white, and his slap was extremely heavy. A red slap print quickly appeared on his face, and thin blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Being kicked to the ground by Feng Yu, the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all. When he got up, he slapped his face with the fifth heavy slap, "I'm guilty!"

The sixth slap, "I'm despicable and shameless."

Seventh slap, "I'm ungrateful."

"Enough!" Feng Yuqi's heart ached, he bent down and grabbed his wrist, yelling angrily, "Are you crazy?"

Sheng Yunwen gave him a cold look, pushed him away, and slapped the eighth slap in the face, "I'm a despicable villain!"

Feng Yu watched as Sheng Yunwen's originally handsome and pale face was swollen and bruised by his own slap, and bright red blood dripped from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth.

His chest heaved violently, and his emotions collapsed.

As the head of the Feng family, he has long practiced the ability to collapse the top of Mount Tai without changing his color.

But at this moment, his face was blue and white, his chest was tingling, and he felt a pain that was almost suffocating.

Sheng Yunwen slapped her face one after another, and it was Sheng Yunwen's body that hurt, but the face that was slapped belonged to his heir Feng Mohan.

He can't tell right now whether Sheng Yunwen is ruining himself or Feng Mohan.

Sheng Yunwen's slap fan was heavy and fast, and in the blink of an eye it was a dozen slaps.

He had already been beaten by Sheng Xike, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was slapped more than a dozen times. The finger marks on his face were interlaced, and there was no human appearance.

Seeing his unrecognizable appearance, Sheng Xike couldn't tell what he was feeling.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, including pain, hatred, and anger, but there is no joy.

It's strange, he clearly hates Sheng Yunwen, but seeing Sheng Yunwen kneeling on the ground and slapping himself beyond recognition, there is not a trace of joy in his heart.