The car started, and as it drove by, it passed by Feng Yushang and Feng Yi.
Feng Yi was tall and handsome, while Feng Yushang was stunningly beautiful and slender.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, like a golden boy and a jade girl, a perfect match made in heaven.
Suddenly, Feng Linyu stuck his head out of the car window and yelled towards Feng Yushang, "Shangshang, brother was wrong, brother knows his mistake, please save me... Shangshang..."
The car gradually sped up, and he was pushed back into his seat as the police sternly warned, "Keep quiet!"
Feng Linyu looked at the handcuffs on his wrists, violently grabbed his head, and desperately tore at his hair, screaming, "Ahh!"
He regretted it.
He truly regretted it.
If he had known this would be his fate, he would have definitely behaved and stayed in his role as Young Master Tang.
Even if he couldn't inherit the Feng Group, it wouldn't matter; he could've lived comfortably.
