Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 317: 317: You'll Never Get Past Me!

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: You’ll Never Get Past Me!

Especially that woman who gave birth to me, if she didn’t like me, why did she have me with you? In her heart, what am I? I am nothing. To catch a few more glimpses from you, to secure a footing in that family, she did everything to please your children, always thinking about them, completely forgetting that she had a son.

When I was bullied by my siblings and your most beloved daughter, where were you? Where was that woman? You just stood by, thinking it was just children messing around, thinking it wasn’t a big deal, but what about me?

I was very sad. I felt out of place in that family. I felt like I was superfluous. More than once, I thought, why should I live?

If I were dead, wouldn’t I be spared from the insults of my elder brother and sister? Wouldn’t I be ignored by my father and mother anymore? Would they shed a tear for me if they saw me dead?”

At this point, Feng Yi suddenly sneered, “Do you think I am ridiculous? Imagining that if I suddenly died, would you shed a tear for me? Of course not, in your hearts, I don’t exist at all. Why would my death sadden you?! But I was foolishly harboring such a hope, who knew… reality eventually woke me up…

I, Feng Yi, was accused by my own birth mother of injuring someone. You knew the truth, everyone in the family knew the truth, yet you just watched as I was taken away… Six months of reform, not a long time, but was that what I deserved?”

on it? That incident did wrong you, but what happened has happened. Speaking of it

me…” He patted his chest, with tears in his eyes, Feng Yi spoke word by word, “I can

“Feng Yi…”

He softly called Feng Yi’s name, trying to offer some comfort, but Feng Yi shook his head:

eyes couldn’t be stopped. He wiped his face and said, “I’m hungry. Let’s go

Mo Yan nodded, “Okay.”

nor did they look at

“Uncle Feng…”

of the door closing followed. At this moment, He Xue looked at Old

stepped forward, raising his hand to knock on the door: “Feng Yi, speak whatever grief you have, but today you must come back with

“Aren’t you done yet?”