Why is this scumbag here?
How did he know that I have an appointment with Yuan Duoduo at this restaurant?
Xue Luo believed that Yuan Duoduo would not leak it out, so the only thing left is this scumbag's crafty plot.
Feng Xinglang's pace is very leisurely, like a cheetah strolling in the jungle, arrogantly patrolling his territory; then he sees his prey, Lin Xue Luo, who has accidentally entered his territory.
Or perhaps, he has been ambushing her for a long time!
Looking at the man's flirtatious smile, Xue Luo only feels that this man is really a scumbag! She really wants to beat this man up, to relieve the grievances she and her son Lin Nuo had suffered all these years.
But Xue Luo seems to be too lazy to argue with this man. He has Lan Youyou, and also their daughter, she and her son Lin Nuo can no longer go back. The last bit of hope he had in his heart was also gone!
"Coming to drink tea early in the morning? Not bad! "
Feng Xinglang leisurely says. But behind this leisurely voice, there is a faint sense of sadness.
What early in the morning, it is already past ten o 'clock. Xue Luo is too lazy to argue with this man about any unimportant things.
"Where is Yuan Duoduo?"
Xue Luo asks, "You are a man, but you use such a despicable method to make things difficult for a little woman. Feng Xinglang, you are really despicable and shameless!"
While scolding Feng Xinglang, Xue Luo's eyes start to carefully search the man's body: He Tun said that during the banquet last night, her son Lin Nuo had shot Feng Xinglang with a crossbow, I don't know where this man is injured …
Alright, I have to admit, I am a scumbag again. Why do I still care about this scumbag? Seeking death is the hardest!
"Yuan Duoduo was implicated by you. You should reflect on your own actions! "
Feng Xinglang steps closer to Xue Luo; Xue Luo instinctively retreats.
As she retreats, Xue Luo realizes that she is doing a very stupid thing. Because there is only one way out, which is the stairs behind Feng Xinglang. What she needs to do is to think of a way to escape, not to keep retreating, forcing herself into a dead end.
"I have nothing to reflect on! The one who should reflect is you, Feng Xinglang! "
Xue Luo started to calculate her escape route. First, she would lure Feng Xinglang to the second floor. Then, she would be able to bypass him in the spacious space on the second floor. Then, she would go down the stairs and escape from this place.
"Lin Xueluo, how dare you say that you have nothing to reflect on?"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. His originally leisurely and charming face darkened in an instant, as if he was shrouded in a mass of hostility.
"You aborted my child, and you still dare to be so indifferent?"
How could this man's face change so quickly! Just a moment ago, he was still flirtatious and unrestrained, but in the blink of an eye, his face was filled with hostility?
"Then what kind of posture do you want me to take? Cry bitterly? Or inconsolable grief? "
Xue Luo snorted. She really couldn't stand this man's arrogance. Why couldn't she be a little more arrogant?
"You should repent! Use your whole life to repent! "
Feng Xinglang said, biting his words. Every time the child who died prematurely was mentioned, one could see Feng Xinglang who was on the verge of Qi Deviation.
"Repent? Why should I repent? The one who should repent is you, Feng Xinglang! "
Xue Luo retorted harshly. She really didn't think that she had anything to repent about. But this man's cold and ruthless appearance, as well as using violence and lynching at the slightest provocation, incriminating others, really made Xue Luo hate him to no end.
What did he, Feng Xinglang, have? Who gave him this kind of power?
Seeing that this man was able to move freely and was even able to rebuke others, Xue Luo's arrow should not have injured his vital parts. Xue Luo no longer cared about his injuries. Instead, she only thought about how to escape from under this man's eyes.
It wasn't easy! This man's sturdy physique was like a human wall. Using force would definitely not work. She could only rely on wits.
Xue Luo retreated again and again before leaning on a chair behind her.
Xue Luo pondered: Taking advantage of Feng Xinglang's unguarded moment, she should be able to throw the chair at him. There should be a chance to escape.
"Since you don't repent, then I shall help you repent!"
Feng Xinglang took a few steps closer to Xue Luo. In her panic, Xue Luo hurriedly threw the chair at Feng Xinglang's upper body …
However, it was effortlessly snatched away by Feng Xinglang and threw the chair far away.
After her panic, Xue Luo immediately tried to rush past Feng Xinglang.
Just as Xue Luo rushed past Feng Xinglang's body, a 'kacha' sound was heard. Xue Luo felt a chill on her left wrist. Her footsteps were forcefully stopped.
Xue Luo instinctively turned her head to take a look: Her left wrist was actually locked with a shiny handcuff?
Another 'kacha' sound was heard. The other end of the handcuff was locked onto Feng Xinglang's right hand. Then he tore off the key and threw it out of the window. The action was done in one breath, so fast that Xue Luo couldn't react in time.
Xue Luo instinctively wanted to run towards the window to see where the key that Feng Xinglang threw was. However, she found that she couldn't move an inch.
"Feng, Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"
Xue Luo shook the handcuff on her wrist. She was anxious and annoyed.
"This handcuff is specially made for you, Lin Xue Luo! It's used to help you repent! I'll accompany you to repent! "
Feng Xinglang leisurely said. Leaning on the side of the sofa, he seemed to be a little tired.
"Feng Xinglang, you're crazy! Did you eat the wrong medicine? Quickly open this thing! "
Xue Luo was instantly enraged. She used all her strength to shake the handcuff on her wrist. What she got was futile.
This shiny metal was not something that she, Lin Xue Luo, could pull off with her bare hands.
Looking at Lin Xue Luo who was so anxious that she was about to jump up and down, Feng Xinglang smiled faintly. "This time you can't escape right? Lin Xue Luo, I've said it before. I'll use my remaining life to fight with you until I die! "
Although the man was smiling, deep in his eyes, there was a calm coldness.
His world-weariness permeated every cell in his body.
The child's' premature death 'had tormented him, Feng Xinglang, for five years. In these five years, Feng Xinglang's soul was trapped in a bottomless ice cold abyss. He couldn't find a way out.
What about her, Lin Xue Luo? She had viciously aborted his child. But she was still able to act as if nothing had happened.
She had become more mature, more charming. But she didn't have the slightest bit of remorse for her cruel actions that year!
Feng Xinglang couldn't tolerate this woman being so heartless.
He wanted her to suffer together with him! Repent together!
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