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Chapter 4855

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Feng Li Qiong didn't believe in women and love.

Such a person …

Could have her own biological son?

Then the one who got hurt would definitely be … the woman.

As expected.

When Feng Xi's mother was mentioned.

Feng Family's Patriarch's expression changed a little.

His eyes were filled with melancholy.

He sighed softly. "Xixi, it was just an accident."

Accident?

Ye Qing Luo was puzzled. "Why did you say it was an accident?"

"Because even that kid doesn't know who Xixi's biological mother is." Feng Family's Patriarch looked at Feng Xi who was playing around with the maids.

He gave a simple explanation of the situation.

Which was — —

Feng Li Qiong fell into an accident and was schemed against.

Feng Li Qiong stayed awake and quickly escaped from the place where he was schemed against.

But he broke into another room.

And then …

It was the next morning.

When Feng Li Qiong woke up, he was the only one in the room.

As well as a symbol of a woman's purity and a tassel hairpin.

After that, Feng Li Qiong flew into a rage and settled the forces who schemed against him with a thunderous force. The mermaid's trip to the supernatural island.

He also sent people to look for the woman in that room.

Of course, Feng Li Qiong didn't look for that woman to take responsibility.

But he felt that the woman was in cahoots with the forces who schemed against him.

He wanted to find the person and kill them all!

But no matter how he searched the entire God Realm, he couldn't find that woman.

After that, this matter slowly faded away.

Feng Li Qiong had long forgotten what happened that night.

After listening to her grandfather's story, Ye Qing Luo was speechless.

What kind of godly plot development was this?

It was simply melodramatic to the extreme.

She felt like she was watching >!

She didn't expect her uncle to have … such a melodramatic experience.

Ye Qing Luo suppressed the ridicule in her heart and continued to ask. "Then … what happened to Xixi?"

Feng Family's Patriarch's gaze gradually drifted as he fell into memories. "It was a few years ago when Granny Feng heard a baby crying outside the Feng residence …"

— — Generally speaking, no one dared to let a baby out of the Feng residence.

The Feng residence wouldn't take it in or find a good place for it.

But it happened.

Not only did Master Feng not leave the baby, but she also took the initiative to rush to the door and held him in her arms.

Because …

There was a thumb ring on the baby's body. Sword Qi Cloud Pavilion

It was a jade-white jade thumb ring carved with an exquisite totem.

It was a thumb ring with the word 'Feng' engraved inside.

This thumb ring belonged to Feng Liqiong.

This thumb ring was the one Feng Liqiong had lost the night she was schemed against.

Patriarch Feng brought the infant back to the Feng Mansion.

Of course, Patriarch Feng would not believe that this baby had anything to do with Feng Liqiong.

After all, thousands of years had passed.

Even if the woman that night was really pregnant, it was impossible for it to be a baby.

Carry it back.

He just wanted to know.

What was the other party's motive?

However, he still had his doubts.

In the end, Patriarch Feng used a spell to verify the relationship between the baby and Feng Liqiong …

The infant was indeed Feng Liqiong's son.

The same blood flowing in his veins … was his biological son!

This result.

It shocked everyone in the Feng Family.

Feng Liqiong did not believe it at all. She was certain that this was all part of the enemy's plan.

To make a move on the Feng family.

However, the result of Patriarch Feng's spell was an indisputable fact.

Feng Liqiong was unwilling to admit it.

But she couldn't deny this blood relationship.

Patriarch Feng raised him in the Feng residence.

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