Chapter 508 Apologize to Fengzhe

Chapter 508 Apologize to Fengzhe

Mu Erxuan echoed the voice, both to please his father and to show his love for his nephew.

"What my father said is absolutely true."

"Second sister, please think about it. Does your description of Fengzhe's rudeness match his usual attitude? As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was all Fengzhe's words against his will."

Mur Chen followed closely behind without blushing, and started boasting.

"Me too, I could tell right away."

"Second sister, you usually cherish Fengzhe. Isn't that just for us to see? Otherwise, how could you, as his biological mother, not be aware of his worries?"

"I guess you dislike Fengzhe's background and hate his father, so you don't really love him? Usually in the mansion, you only favor Feng'er and don't care about Fengzhe at all, is that right or not?"

Although this was just a guess, he spoke with certainty. Zou Yuxiu felt it made sense and immediately took it seriously.

She was furious and roared like thunder, as if she had seen her grandson suffer with her own eyes.

"what?"

"I have repeatedly reminded you not to favor Feng'er. Why are you treating my beloved grandson so harshly?"

Mu Rong felt extremely wronged and miserable.

"How can I..."

Zou Yuxiu believed it completely and refused to listen to any explanation. She was so furious that she couldn't control herself.

"I have taught you long ago that if his father disowns him, Fengzhe is a member of our Mu family. As for Feng'er, he is at most half a member of the Mu family."

"Can't you tell which is more important?"

Hearing her rude words, Mu Rong couldn't help but speak up for her son.

"How can you do this, mother? Feng'er is also your grandson."

Misunderstanding that her daughter was biased, Zou Yuxiu reprimanded her loudly and admonished her word by word, treating her in the same way she had treated her daughter.

"With you here and his father here, does Feng'er need my love?"

"On the contrary, Fengzhe, who was taken to Ning Mansion by you, is in a particularly miserable situation."

"We are Ning family members by blood. Even if we don't know his identity, we can't reveal our true feelings. You should devote your heart and soul to take care of Fengzhe in person, to make up for his missing father's love. At the very least, you should let him come home more often and let us take care of him. How dare you prevent our family from reuniting without knowing right from wrong?"

"Protecting Fengzhe is not our preference, it's all for the sake of your family, do you understand?"

While they were attacking Mu Rong, Ning Fengzhe fed himself and then fell back into his miserable state.

"Mother, please understand. How can my child be sincere in front of outsiders? I am your own son."

"Mother absolutely chooses not to believe it. Could it be that this child, like Ning Yunxi, was also adopted by mother?"

When Zou Yuxiu heard this, she felt extremely distressed. She calmed down her anger for the time being and comforted her beloved grandson in a soft voice.

"My dear grandson, you must not let your imagination run wild. You are the blood of our family, there is no doubt about that."

"Back then, grandma ignored the rules and insisted on accompanying you during your birth. You were born with my own eyes. I was the one who gave you your first bath."

Mu Erxuan's heart was filled with deep compassion, and he was saddened and lost at what he saw.

"Fengzhe, please don't misunderstand. You are the unicorn of our family. The elders are proud of you, and the younger generations look up to you as a role model. We are a close relative, and there is no doubt about it."

"You really don't know that your grandmother has been crying every day these days because she can't see you. How could you be adopted? Don't say such things again in the future."

When Mu Huan saw this, he frowned and was furious.

"Look at you, you ignored my grandson and caused him to misunderstand me. You are such a terrible mother!"

Mu Rong was so exhausted that she couldn't even straighten her back.

"I...I didn't mean it."

"Father never saw it with his own eyes. I don't understand Fengzhe's behavior, so it's understandable..."

Not wanting to hear her explain too much, Mu Huan shouted angrily.

"Now that things have come to this, you are still trying to make excuses and refuse to admit that you have treated my grandson harshly?"

Mu Rong emphasized with resentment and anger.

"Father, you are right. I really didn't treat you harshly."

Mu Huan insisted on his own opinion and remained unmoved.

"He is so thin that he can't even eat a bite of food. He looks so miserable and miserable that anyone who sees him would feel pity for him. How dare you say that he hasn't been treated harshly?"

He was trying to accuse someone of a crime and he sounded so convincing. Mu Rong suspected that she had heard it wrong.

"Father clearly said that Fengzhe was overweight."

"He was eating with gusto, how could you just ignore it?"

The truth was revealed by her, and Mu Huan was embarrassed in public and could not help but get angry.

"You are a rebellious girl, mediocre and useless, but you are outstanding in refuting your father."

It was just an accusation and seemed a bit inhumane. He changed his mind and felt extremely distressed.

"Okay, my daughter has grown up and is capable. The Duchess should no longer be filial to her father."

"In that case, please leave. My humble abode is so simple that I am afraid it is not worthy of Madam Ning's dignity."

Knowing that her father's acting was a poor one, Mu Rong still couldn't do anything about him. She broke down, went crazy, and was extremely irritated.

"What did my father say? Why should I do this?"

"Can't you just talk properly?"

Mu Huan was filled with pain, and he pointed his finger at others, thinking himself to be the most pitiful person in the world.

"Don't use such honorifics. I'm not your father. I don't have a daughter like you who refuses to admit her mistakes!"

Every time her father acted like this, Mu Rong was at a loss. Seeing his stubbornness, she had no choice but to lower her head.

"The child just doesn't want to admit his mistakes, but he didn't say anything and doesn't want to change."

"Please, father, give me some face."

Seeing her lower her head, Mu Huan remained unabated and became even more arrogant.

"Which is more important, the son or the face?"

There was a hint of stubbornness between Mu Rong's brows.

"You can't compare like that."

When it comes to making decisions for his grandson, Mu Huan never does things half-heartedly.

"If I insist on comparing like this, what can you do to me?"

"Tell me, who is more important?"

Mu Rong was so annoyed by him that she lost her temper at all.

"Reporting to father, sons are the most important."

The goal was achieved, the show was over, and Mu Huan's anger subsided instantly.

"Okay, apologize."

Mu Rong was shocked in disbelief.

"Father."

Mu Huan sat down next to his grandson at a leisurely pace.

"This is just a minor punishment. If you do it again next time, I will make you apologize to Fengzhe in the street."

Knowing that her beloved daughter valued her reputation, Zou Yuxiu pleaded for mercy.

"Master, forget it, Rong'er just needs to admit her mistakes."

Ning Fengzhe stared at his grandfather with clear and bright eyes, gently lifted his sleeves, and pleaded for mercy.

"I beg you, Grandfather, not to punish my mother."

Mu Huan relented and agreed to his beloved grandson's request.

"Okay, Grandfather agrees."

He turned his gaze to his daughter, his tone softening slightly.

"We can let this go, but you must swear to stop doubting Fengzhe and to love him even more to make up for it."

Mu Rong was subconsciously disrespectful.

"He is my son, why do you need to tell me?"

Mu Huan's brows, which had just relaxed, became serious again.

"What did you say?"

Mu Rong quickly adjusted her expression and imitated her son, putting on a well-behaved smile.

"The child said, yes, I will obey my father's orders."

Mu Huan was reluctant to punish his daughter because she was weak, but he was also unable to discipline her. He could only give her advice and teach her earnestly.

"Look at yourself. You're in your thirties, but you're not as sensible as my grandson. Rong'er, you should learn to grow up and tell me to save my worry, okay?"

As he spoke, he gave a false support and attentively signaled his personal maid to come forward and help.

Sensing her father's concern, Mu Rong was delighted and readily agreed.

"Yes."