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Chapter 621 - Feng Xinglang was not born from Feng Yishan …

The two girls from before were now two women!

"About you and Bai Mo … That's it? " Xueluo asked carefully.

"Then what else can we do? It's already been paid off! "

Yuan Duoduo laughed bitterly, "In this past month, I have thought it through: to be able to sell my item at such a sky-high price, it can be considered to be worth it!"

He lightly exhaled a breath of sadness, "And I can also use that money to do something more meaningful and valuable... "I, I'm very happy."

Xueluo knew that Yuan Duoduo's heart was in pain. She held Yuan Duoduo's shoulder, and the two heads nestled together.

"Tell me about yourself. What about you? And got kicked out of this room by Lan Youyou's third son? "

As though he did not want to talk about his painful past, Yuan Duoduo changed the topic and started questioning Xueluo.

When he thought about his own experiences and encounters in the past month, Xueluo really had no way to start talking about it. It was as if everything could prick her so much that she couldn't breathe.

After brewing for more than a minute, Xueluo slowly started a conversation with Yuan Duoduo.

Xueluo was truly unable to bear it alone. She needed someone to listen to what had happened to her and come up with ideas for her.

However, in order for Xueluo to clearly describe the cause and effect, he had actually stated it for more than half an hour.

At the beginning, Yuan Duoduo still had a look of disbelief, but when Xueluo clearly described the events that had occurred in the past five years, Yuan Duoduo's mouth was already filled with an 'O' shape.

"You mean... You've already given Feng Xinglang, that big scoundrel boy, a five year old child? "

Xueluo nodded again. She was really sorry that she did not inform Yuan Duoduo of her son's existence in time.

Furthermore, the violence between Yuan Duoduo and Yuan Duoduo had happened too suddenly, Yuan Duoduo did not waste any time, he did not even have the chance to explain it to her.

And you even made your own child recognize his father as Feng Xinglang's enemy and became his foster son? Isn't this to acknowledge you as my father? "

Yuan Duoduo's question also followed her tone, "Lin Xueluo, do you have a pig's brain? How could you do that? "

Xueluo completely understood now: Yuan Duoduo was still biased towards that slut Feng Xinglang.

He didn't attack the man's crimes, but he was criticizing her instead.

"At that time, I had no other choice! If you don't obey Hetun, my Nuonuo will definitely be in danger. For the sake of the child, I can endure anything! What does it matter if you acknowledge me as your father! "

Xueluo stood in his own position and answered her question.

Yuan Duoduo remained silent, then pouted: "That's true! A mother can do anything for her child! "

He heaved a long sigh. "Then in these five years, have you never thought of a way to escape from that whatever Pater Castle?"

"Of course I have! In the beginning, I felt that Nuonuo was still young, but as soon as I started waiting, Nuonuo turned five years old and started to get closer and closer to his foster father Hetun. "

Xueluo also sighed.

"It seems like your little ungrateful wolf has already been fed to the Hetun!"

Yuan Duoduo frowned, "From what you're saying, that slut Feng Xinglang and your little white eyed wolf should have already been brought back to his Pater Castle by the Hetun?"

"Hm!" Duo Duo, think of a way for me. I'm so worried! Now, you are still wanted by the entire Shen City. "

Xueluo was truly worried.

Her child could not be seen, Feng Xinglang's life and death was uncertain, and she was trapped in the Shen City.

"The one called Hetun, he can already cause trouble in Shen City! Going back to his own nest, isn't that something he can do with a single hand? "

As an outsider, Yuan Duoduo's analysis seemed to be more objective.

"Then what should we do? I can't just watch Feng Xinglang get killed by the Hetun, right? "

Xueluo sighed again.

Yuan Duoduo quietly looked at Lin Xueluo, and sighed: "It seems, you still have feelings for that man called Feng Xinglang!"

"You're still talking about this at this time? No matter what you say, Feng Shao is still the father of my child, right? "

Xueluo was not in the mood to joke with Yuan Duoduo. She was worried to death.

Yuan Duoduo set his gaze on the pieced together portrait once again.

"You said that this portrait was painted by the villain called Hetun who was drawn by Feng Xinglang's mother?"

Xueluo nodded.

"Do you think Feng Xinglang's mother has something wrong with her head?"

"Duo Duo, you're doing fine. Why are you cursing?"

"Don't blame Hetun for tearing this portrait. Even I, an outsider, can't stand Feng Xinglang's mother's actions."

Yuan Duoduo brought along her love and hate.

Xueluo was silent. He didn't want to judge her wrong.

"You said that a woman painted a picture of her ex-husband … Not to mention his ex-husband, it should be his ex-boyfriend's portrait. Then, with all sorts of treasures, he actually used his ex-boyfriend's portrait as his only memento and left it for him and his current boyfriend … No, it should be said that it was the son of the current annihilator … Isn't she trying to pull the grudge? "

Yuan Duoduo's scolding caused Xueluo to be shocked.

Indeed!

Why would a woman leave a portrait of her ex-boyfriend as the only relic for her and her current boyfriend's child?

From an ethical point of view, it did not make much sense!

It was just as Yuan Duoduo had said: This was simply an act of selflessness and hatred!

Xueluo remembered that Feng Lixin had said that every time he saw that purple sandalwood box, he would smash it.

Perhaps the reason why Feng Xinglang was so angry was because his mother had betrayed him for another man?

But Xueluo was sure that even if Feng Xinglang had seen the portrait, he would not be able to recognize that the incomplete portrait was from Hetun.

Exactly how much of his mother's past Feng Xinglang knew, was unknown …

Xueluo was also thrown into a mess that he could not wrap his head around.

She couldn't understand why Feng's mother left this rosewood box to her son Feng Xinglang. Was it purely out of nostalgia and reluctance to part with the Hetun?

Then why did she have to leave this portrait to Feng Xinglang?

Aren't you afraid that Feng Yishan will be jealous of her past?

Xueluo suddenly thought of something else. Feng Lixin had said before: The blood stain on the portrait was caused by his father when he spat out blood … Could it be that he found out that Mother Feng had once had an unforgettable time with the man in the painting?

"Xueluo, do you think that there is a possibility that Feng Xinglang is not a child born of his mother and his present husband, Feng Yishan? It was actually born from his previous boyfriend, Hetun? That would explain it: Why did she leave this portrait painting as her only remains to her son, Feng Xinglang! "