Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

The father and son looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Under the resplendent lights, the outline of the reckless young man's face was half shrouded in shadow, with his head held high.

Andre watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing secretly, the relationship between the father and son was suffocating at this time.

Luo Lei Cape was silent for a while, unable to withstand the stubbornness of his youngest son, and finally opened his mouth: "Can we talk?"

Mu Ye's handsome facial features are as cold and hard as a sharp knife, and his speech is arrogant: "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say."

At this time, he completely removed the disguise.

Rory Capet frowned slightly, his face was gloomy, "Come up with me."

Mu also paused, and followed up.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a gloomy face, and then realized that he was being led to the door of a room.

Mu Ye's eyes were full of murderous intent, he clenched his back molars, "Roy Cape!"

Luo Lei glanced at him, "What? Don't dare to go in?"

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Mu Ye's cold eyes fell on him, piercing without any concealment. If eyes can kill, it's no surprise that his biological father is already dead without a place to bury him.

The cold tone, like some kind of warning.

Luo Lei opened the door, and the inside was clean and tidy, as it was 15 years ago, and it was her favorite decoration.

Before marrying her, his room was in cool tones, but later she thought it was too dark, so she redecorated their bedroom and replaced it with warm tones.

She is sunny, he is dark and dirty.

Luo Lei strode in, and Mu Ye boldly stepped forward, clutching Luo Lei's arm tightly, grinning and gnashing his teeth: "You are not allowed to enter my mother's room!"

The father was unmoved by his son's angry accusation, he smiled contemptuously, "Mu Ye, you forgot, this is also my room."

It's just because when Muye's mother passed away, he was far less calm than he showed at that time. In the beginning, he often sat in the room late at night until dawn.

She is the only woman he has ever loved. When he first met her, his mind would be inexplicably addicted to her voice and smile, unable to extricate himself.

At that time, as long as he stayed in this room, he felt suffocated every second. Later, if he wanted to forget it, maybe his heart would not be so painful. After that, he almost never entered this room.

Everyone in the world knows that Rory Capet is cold-blooded and ruthless, and kills wild animals. It probably never occurred to him that such a person would shed tears in the middle of the night for a woman.

Luo Lei broke away from his son's hand, walked straight to the big bed in the middle of the room, and sat on it.

He raised his head and looked at his little son at the door.

He has blood on his hands all his life, and he is not good.

So is his son.

Mu Ye's mother is well-educated, gentle and virtuous. She can teach her son to be well-behaved in front of outsiders by precepts and deeds, but she can't teach the bloody hostility from the father's half.

Not to mention the death of his mother, which intensified his bloody anger even more.

Mu Ye narrowed his cold and sharp eyes again, put his hands in his pockets, and said dismissively: "My mother has been dead for so many years, who are you pretending to show here?"

"Really?" Luo Lei just spit out two words lightly.

Mu Ye was taken aback for a moment, and the luster in his pair of cold eyes dimmed a bit. He didn't expect him to be calm. In the past, if he said a wrong sentence, the result would be that his father would angrily imprison his sons in Cape In their own dungeon.

Starve them for days without letting them die.

His two good-for-nothing brothers are very sensible, and they have only been treated like that two or three times, and they dare not commit crimes again.

But he was different.

At that time, not long after his mother died, he directed all his anger at his own father because of his anger. He was a guy who never forgiving and acted rebelliously, and the result was being locked up in a dungeon.

The first time he will resist, after that he will only be numb to it...

From nine to 15 years old, he couldn't hold his breath.

Then he met Fu Siming and found that that guy was completely opposite to him.

That guy is really tolerant.

The opportunity to become a brother with that guy is when he finds out that guy is his kind.

Luo Lei looked up at his son, and suddenly praised, "Mu Ye, you are very good, at least you are braver than me."

Mu Ye's eyes were mocking, and he smiled back in anger.

Luo Lei picked up the photo frame on the bow cabinet, stroked the gentle and beautiful woman on it with slightly trembling hands, and closed his eyes apologetically.

"For your mother, I'm really sorry for her."

Mu also frowned, after all, with his father's violent temper, it was difficult for him to give his heart to a woman.

But he knew that his father did love his mother, but his love was suffocating.

"Roy Cape, are you repenting now?" Mu Ye stared at him with cold and treacherous eyes, his voice was extremely cold, "Unfortunately, my mother will never forgive you, she told me the most regretful thing before she died. One thing is to meet you."

Every word was like a sharp knife piercing into Luo Lei's heart.

Luo Lei's gray eyes trembled, and his vocal cords tightened suddenly, "Did she really say that?"

Visible to the naked eye, his dark and opaque pupils gradually turned red, revealing sourness, pain and vicissitudes, capable of drowning people.

"I didn't expect her to hate me so much."

Luo Lei lowered his eyelashes, and there was no trace of brilliance in his dim pupils.

Mu Ye's voice was cold and dark, "Roy Cape, what did you call me back for? You didn't want me to watch you play the role of an affectionate husband here, did you?"

"Muya, I know that you have already obtained two-thirds of the Capet family's power, and I have already asked Andre to prepare the remaining one-third, and he will hand it over to you."

Mu Ye smiled uncontrollably, "What are you doing? Are you giving your son the Capet family the final real power?"

Luo Lei just looked at him quietly and didn't answer.

"It's a pity that you don't need to give it, I will take it all right away."

"It seems that I have underestimated you all these years." Luo Lei pursed his lips, his eyes flashed brokenly, "You have grown better than I imagined."

Mu Ye snorted coldly, stared at him with disdain and amazement in his handsome eyes, and said lightly: "Oh, by the way, let me tell you something, I killed one of your two useless sons and crippled the other. If you want to complain about them, I don't mind if you send people to deal with me."

After the ending was low and low, Mu also turned around and rushed out the door.

For the other two sons that Mu Ye mentioned, Luo Lei actually didn't have much emotion.

So he didn't really care much about their life or death.

Andre came into the room, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Patriarch, the young master is gone."

Luo Lei put the photo frame back on the bedside table, looked at him with sharp eyes, and asked, "Andre, how do you think Mu Ye is now?"

Caught off guard by the words, Andre was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and said sincerely, "Master Mu Ye has grown up very well, and he is already capable of being the head of the family."

Rory Capet sneered indifferently, "But he's going to destroy the Capet family."

Andre's pupils froze, and his words were a little awkward, "Wh... what? Patriarch, you mean the young master..."

"He hates me, the Capet family, everything here."

Andre couldn't believe it, "Master, how could he..."

Luo Lei pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "He, the moment his mother passed away, he already hated the Capet family and me."

"Patriarch, but the young master can't blame your wife's death on you, what happened back then..."

"It's my fault. I failed to protect the woman I love. He should hate me."

After Andre was silent for a while, he still decided to speak: "The master, the young master..."

"Let him do what he wants."