282. Trapped in Prison
Watching Feng Huaiting and Madam Feng, his mother, Feng Zhiyao snorted softly and turned his head away in contempt. It was always this way; his father had only ever cared for his legitimate wife and son, ignoring him no matter how hard he tried to be noticed. Suddenly, a feeling of powerlessness emerged in Feng Zhiyao's heart, and he laughed at himself sarcastically. An image of a pure, elegant white figure flashed through his mind, softening the resentment in Feng Zhiyao's eyes. That's right, even if he doesn't have the Feng Family, he still has others. He had the company of Mo Xiuyao, whom he had grown up with like a brother, as well as close colleagues and comrades who shared a brotherly bond with him over the years. Perhaps, he might soon have a family of his own as well.
