Feng Xinglang let out a thunderous roar.
Perhaps at this moment, no one could understand the sorrow of a father!
Moreover, Feng Xinglang was the kind of man who paid special attention to family!
He raised his face slightly, only to see his Adam's apple moving up and down violently.
It seemed that he was trying hard to bear the great bitterness in his heart.
After taking a deep breath, Feng Xinglang's face became calm again. The calmness was dyed with coldness that kept strangers away.
Because he was too rational, he felt a deep pain in his heart.
"Aunt An, I'm hungry. Go and cook! Xiao Qian is still lying in the hospital. Old Mo, please repair all the cars and check them. I will use them more frequently these days! "
"Alright, don't stand in front of me. You two go and do what you need to do."
Feng Xinglang sighed and urged Housekeeper Mo and Aunt An, who were still silent in front of him. They wanted to say something but didn't dare to.
After Housekeeper Mo and Auntie An left, Feng Xinglang collapsed on the sofa in the living room like a collapsing mountain. He didn't move for a long time, as if time had stopped.
The dinner was sumptuous.
Even if Eldest Young Master Feng Lixin and Second Madam were not here, Aunt An would not mistreat Second Young Master Feng Xinglang.
To Eldest Young Master Feng Lixin, Aunt An was respectful; to Second Young Master Feng Xinglang, Aunt An was partial. She liked Feng Xinglang, who was stubborn and wise, from the bottom of her heart.
Feng Xinglang's appetite didn't seem to be affected by the trouble he was facing. He ate with big mouthfuls, looking like he had a great appetite.
"Don't stand there, sit down and eat together."
Feng Xinglang raised his head and glanced at Housekeeper Mo and Aunt An, who were staring at him.
"I don't know if those evil people can give Eldest Young Master and Madam a meal …"
Aunt An was always so sentimental. Seeing Feng Xinglang eating so happily, she thought of Eldest Young Master and Second Madam who were in prison.
Feng Xinglang smashed his chopsticks on the table. "Why are you crying? Are you going to let people eat in peace?"
Aunt An cried even louder after Feng Xinglang's fierce words.
Housekeeper Mo quickly pushed her. "Old An, go to the kitchen and take a look at the soup. I'll take care of things here."
Housekeeper Mo sent Aunt An away.
Only Housekeeper Mo knew that Second Young Master Feng Xinglang was very unhappy!
Feng Xinglang didn't pick up his chopsticks again. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was suppressing something.
"Second Young Master, let me get you some egg custard. You were cute when you drank it, and you fought with Young Master for it! "
Housekeeper Mo said these nostalgic words as he scooped a small bowl of egg soup for Feng Xing.
Actually, Feng Xinglang did not like to drink egg custard. It was only because he saw that Feng Lixin loved to drink that he tried to snatch it from Feng Lixin.
There were too many things in the past that Feng Xinglang needed to reminisce about. Most of them were beautiful, because Feng Lixin had a humble and kind heart.
Feng Xinglang picked up the bowl of egg soup and drank it all.
It was sticky and bland!
Tasting it carefully, he felt that he was really stupid all those years. He actually fought with his big brother Feng Lixin for so many years.
"Old Mo …"
"I'm here."
"Thank you."
"Second Young Master … you're too polite."
*****
Xing San was a man of his word.
These two days, he had been treating Lin Xue Luo and her son well.
The food that Xing San sent over was very sumptuous. Xue Luo did not stand on ceremony with Xing San and ate to her heart's content. Every day, she fed herself and Xiao Guai until they were full.
Xing San quietly stared at the woman who was eating heartily.
He seemed to be surprised: She was already at death's door, but this woman could still eat so calmly and happily.
He said indifferently, "I told Feng Xinglang about your pregnancy!"
Xue Luo's hand that was holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, and then she smiled lightly, "His reaction must have disappointed you!"
Thinking about it, it was true! Otherwise, why would Xing San be willing to tell her only after two days?
"He said: It's only the size of a fist, not even half a thing."
Xing San's voice was always so calm. It was just like a pot that was half boiling.
Xue Luo's expression instantly dimmed, and she buried her head and continued to eat the rice in her bowl. But this time, she didn't pick up any food, and only ate the rice in the bowl.
"But the hand that he used to pick up the teacup was trembling!"
A few seconds later, Xing San added such a sentence.
Xue Luo paused again, and used the chopsticks to poke the rice in the bowl.
Can you finish this sentence at the same time?
"The more he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, it means that his heart is struggling!"
Xing San started his way of saying one sentence at a time, and hiding one sentence at a time.
Xue Luo simply placed the chopsticks in her hand on the rice bowl.
"You don't understand Feng Xinglang at all! That's not called inner struggle, that's called indignation! He's blaming me for making the decision and secretly getting pregnant with his child! In his eyes, this kind of behavior is treason and heresy! I deserve to die ten thousand times! Asking to be humiliated! "
Alright, what Xue Luo said at this moment was exactly the same as what Feng Xinglang was shouting at the Feng family!
"… …"
Xing San was startled for a moment, but then he shook his head.
"Looks like it's you who don't understand him! He suggested to me to exchange Lan Youyou for you and your son! "
Xue Luo pursed her lips, and slightly sighed.
"He knows that if Lan Youyou falls into your hands, he will not be harmed at all, and it's just a small favor! Furthermore, he can fish me back, scold me, beat me up, why not! "
Xue Luo instinctively caressed Little Guai in her stomach, thinking of her and Little Guai's future, her expression became solemn.
"Mr. Xing San, how will people who are not chosen by Feng Xinglang die?"
Xue Luo didn't want to ask such a bloody topic, but she couldn't help but ask.
"So you're not as calm as you look on the surface, you're not afraid of death ah!" Xing San smiled.
Xue Luo silently thought: If she can let the child in her stomach live, she can die however she wants!
"Relax, Feng Lixin is only a half dead person, but you are pregnant with his flesh and blood. If Feng Xinglang is calm and rational enough, he will choose you and your son! "
But Xue Luo shook her head, and mournfully said: "He won't!"
Seeing how certain Xue Luo was, Xing San couldn't help but frown: Could it be that Feng Xinglang will really be so stupid as to choose the half dead Feng Lixin?
Just as Xue Luo was immersed in her sorrowful mood, the heavy security door of the cell opened.
"Big brother?"
Xue Luo was shocked to discover that the person who appeared outside the prison room was actually Feng Lixin.
An hour ago, when Feng Lixin who was covered in scars and carried in on a stretcher appeared in front of He Tun, He Tun was also stunned.
Although he is stupid, he has a brave and fearless heart!
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