This night was fated to be a tangled night.
At first, she was confused about who the big sister was. Later, when she couldn't fall asleep easily, the man called Feng Xinglang kept appearing in her dreams.
Either he had a cold and callous face, or he had a devilishly handsome face, messing up her dreams.
When Xue Luo woke up, it was already the next morning. The sunlight shone into Pater Castle, making it look even more majestic, like a castle in a fairy tale.
Nuo Nuo!
Xue Luo woke up from her drowsiness. When she almost rolled and crawled down the hill, she heard her son's childish laughter coming from the lawn outside Pater Castle.
Xue Luo quickly opened the window and saw the little guy playing football with He Tun and the others. Lao Si must have been teased again. He held his sore butt and retreated to the side with all kinds of grievances.
Xue Luo couldn't help but think of Xing San. The man who gave them a lifebuoy at sea!
If it wasn't for that lifebuoy, they would have been buried in the cold seawater.
But where did Xing San go? Could it be that he had been secretly executed by River Tun?
For someone like He Tun who couldn't tolerate anything, it was hard to say whether Xing San was dead or alive!
Xue Luo thought for a whole night. It seemed that there was only one explanation that matched her son's' big sister 'and Xing Shier's' adoptive mother '.
That was, in the dark room with only candles lit, there was a wax figure dressed in clothes standing motionlessly. And the appearance of the wax figure was that of Feng Xinglang's mother when she was young! That was why the little guy called her 'big sister' and said that she looked like him!
Actually, it wasn't strange: Feng Xinglang looked like his mother, and his son Lin Nuo looked like Feng Xinglang.
To put it simply: It was a grandson who looked like his grandmother!
If her guess was right: That meant that for the past twenty years, He Tun had been accompanying Feng Xinglang's mother?
What kind of infatuation was this?
Xue Luo couldn't understand what happened between Feng Xinglang's mother, He Tun and Feng Yishan when she was young. But based on He Tun's infatuation with her, Feng Xinglang's mother should have been moved!
Xue Luo recalled the painting that Feng Xinglang's mother had left for him.
Now, Xue Luo was sure that the painting was of Hetun!
Unfortunately, that painting is far away in the school dormitory in Shen Cheng.
It had already been five years. Could the next batch of juniors have lost the red sandalwood box that contained the paintings? Or should he accept it?
Xue Luo felt that the red sandalwood box was most likely with Yuan Duoduo. If he hadn't returned to school by the time he graduated, Yuan Duoduo would definitely pack up his luggage and take it away.
Could it be sent to the Feng family? Please don't! If it was given to Housekeeper Mo or Auntie An, it would be fine. Xue Luo did not want Feng Xinglang's mother's things to fall into Lan Youyou's hands. That would be terrible!
Even if he used his toes to think, he could imagine that after he disappeared, Lan Youyou must have returned to the Feng family!
Even if Feng Xinglang had some immunity to that woman, the Feng family's eldest young master, Feng Lixin, had no such immunity at all!
Besides, at the last crucial moment, Lan Youyou was able to 'let me go'. That was enough for her to atone for her sins.
Thinking about it, it was true. If Xue Luo said that for the past five years, she didn't wait for Feng Xinglang to come and rescue her mother and son from Pater Castle, that would be hypocritical.
Xue Luo had waited for five years, but in the end, she didn't even see Feng Xinglang's shadow.
Actually, Lan Youyou was the most likely person to know that she was brought back to Pater Castle by Hetun! But Lan Youyou definitely wouldn't tell Feng Xinglang!
Making both mother and son disappear was what Lan Youyou wanted to see the most.
If Feng Xinglang was really with Lan Youyou, that would be right!
How could an outstanding man like Feng Xinglang, who was as rare as a phoenix feather and a unicorn horn, wait for her for five years? She didn't even need to think about it!
If they were married, they should have their own children by now.
Married?
It seemed that she and Feng Xinglang hadn't divorced yet.
Was that important? Didn't it say that if one's whereabouts had been unknown for two years, one could apply to the court to declare him missing? If one's whereabouts had been unknown for four years, one could apply to the court to declare him dead.
If one's whereabouts had been unknown for five years, one could apply to the court to declare him dead!
Moreover, that man was so resourceful, wouldn't it be easy for him to get a divorce certificate? It was as easy as getting a marriage certificate with her.
Alright, Lin Xue Luo, are you being cheap again?
Since you want to draw a line with that man, then why are you still nagging about these things?
Are you being unreasonable? Are you being hypocritical? Are you being cheap?
*****
After eating breakfast, Hetun brought his fourth, fifth and twelfth brothers out.
Something big must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't bring his three adopted sons out at once. Eighth brother wasn't among them.
Xue Luo was actually quite curious. Before Xing San, shouldn't there be first and second brother? Then sixth brother? Ninth brother? Tenth brother? Eleventh brother? Could it be that they were all dead? Xue Luo didn't know that ninth brother had already been killed by Cong Gang!
After Hetun left, Xue Luo hugged her son into her arms. Not seeing the little thing for the whole night, Xue Luo missed him so much that she kissed and rubbed him.
The little fellow also didn't hesitate to brush his saliva on mommy Xue Luo's face.
It seemed that not only could Xue Luo smell the sweat on her son's body, she could also smell the thick smell of cigar smoke.
"Quickly tell mommy: Last night in that dark house, what did your foster father say to that beautiful 'big sister'?"
If that was a wax figure, naturally it wouldn't open its mouth to speak. But Hetun could open his mouth to speak to the wax figure!
So Xue Luo changed the angle to ask her son Lin Nuo.
The little fellow tilted his head and thought for a while. Finally he shook his head, "Sigh, the bird language that foster father spoke is really hard to understand."
But Xue Luo understood the 'bird language' that her son spoke, which was actually French.
"But foster father actually cried to that big sister …"
The little fellow flattened his little mouth, it seemed that he was very distressed for his foster father Hetun.
"Your foster father cried to that big sister?"
Xue Luo was really startled: She didn't expect that a cruel and bloodthirsty person like Hetun would also shed tears for a woman.
Looks like in this world, what is love that can also make an ambitious and ruthless person shed tears.
Since Feng Xinglang's mother was the woman that He Tun loved dearly, why did he want to kill the son of the woman he loved dearly?
There was only one reason: Feng Xinglang must be the son of Mother Feng and Feng Yishan who had an affair! That's why Hetun was so flustered and exasperated that he chased after the two Feng brothers!
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