But how to move He Tun?
Take the portrait that Mother Feng left behind and show it to He Tun? So that He Tun would know that Mother Feng had always loved him?
But it was just an unfinished portrait, could it prove that Mother Feng had always loved He Tun?
Also, the time when Mother Feng painted was not clear. Maybe it was when she was in love with He Tun …
If Mother Feng had always loved He Tun, why would she do something to Feng Yishan?!
The more Xue Luo thought about it, the more confused she became.
She was not sure whether the red sandalwood that Mother Feng had left for Feng Xinglang, and the portrait inside, could move He Tun's heart?
The reason why He Tun would kill Feng Yishan's two sons was probably because He Tun hated Feng Yishan.
Why would He Tun hate Feng Yishan? The reason was simple: Feng Yishan had stolen his woman!
This Feng Yishan was really something. He already had a wife and a son, but he was still thinking about other women!
Thinking about this, Xue Luo felt that Mother Feng was not reliable. She knew that Feng Yishan was a man with a family, so why would she be pestered by him? Or maybe, Mother Feng and Feng Yishan were in love?
Or maybe, in the face of love, what was love? Was it just a promise of life and death?
But she couldn't ignore her moral bottom line!
Alright, her moral bottom line wasn't very high, okay?
For the sake of Feng Xinglang, that unreachable, high and mighty evil man, hadn't she degraded herself enough?
Xue Luo's heart was in a mess. She wanted to make up for it, but she couldn't piece it together.
If she went to sleep with a restless heart, she would only have nightmares.
*****
Pater Castle had been there for many years.
But it was still a symbol of wealth and power.
Surrounded by many thorns and roses, it stood majestically. The tall stone walls were covered in dark green vines, mysterious and serene.
The splendorous castle was filled with all the luxuries of the mortal world, making you feel as if you were in the palace's visual feast.
Little Fifteen sat on a domed roof of Pater Castle, shouting at Xing Ba who was on the ground.
"Xing Laoba, I'm warning you. If you don't send me back to my dear mommy's side, I'll jump down from here."
Sure enough, just as Lin Xueluo and Hetun had expected, the little fellow was trying to make trouble for Xing Ba.
But the effect didn't seem to be very good. Eighth Xing just leisurely ate the chocolate beans below.
"Xing Laoba, did you hear that? If you don't send me back to mommy, I'll jump! Fall and injure yourself! Then, just wait for Foster Father to chop you into pieces! "
The little fellow who couldn't beat Xing Ba could only use his trump card — injuring himself to make others feel sorry for him.
No matter how many changes there were, it was still the same 'fox assuming the tiger's might's!
"Fifteen, you've been dawdling for so long. Are you going to jump or not? Do you want to come down for a meal? You'll have the energy to jump when you're full, right? "
Listening to Old Xing's tone, it seemed that he didn't take the little fellow who was threatening him seriously at all.
"Old Xing, you're too arrogant! Do you think I won't dare to jump? "
The little fellow flew into a rage out of humiliation. Of course, he didn't really want to jump. His purpose was just to force Xing Ba to send him back to Shen City, to his mommy, Lin Xueluo.
"No, no, no, I believe you dare to jump! I believe you! "
Xing Ba naturally didn't want to see the little fellow take the risk. Although with his speed, it was still easy for him to catch the little fellow who jumped from a height of five meters.
"Then hurry up and ask someone to prepare the car. Let's go to the airport now! I want to fly back to find my mommy! "
The little fellow began to negotiate with Xing Ba again.
"Well … I really can't do it now! But I can promise you one thing: in a few days, your mommy will fly back to Pater Castle from Shen City by herself. "
Seeing that the little fellow was listening carefully, Xing Ba continued his stalling tactic.
"Think about it: your mommy will be very anxious if she can't see you. She will miss her son very much. So, in a few days, she will come back to Pater Castle by herself! If she comes back and you are not there, how anxious she will be! "
Xing Ba's meaning was very obvious. He wanted to coax the little fellow first, and when his foster father Hetun rushed back to Pater Castle, he would be free!
As for how the little fellow would mess with his foster father Hetun, it was not within his scope of control.
The little fellow tilted his little head and thought for a moment. It seemed that what Xing Ba said was quite reasonable.
If mommy hurried back to Pater Castle, but he flew back by plane, mommy would not be able to see him.
"Xing Ba, why don't you call Twelve first? I want to hear mommy's voice. "
Of course, the little fellow was not stupid. He also knew that Xing Ba was very likely to play tricks with him.
"My good brother, aren't you making things difficult for me? You know that there are only satellite phones in Pater Castle, and you are locked in the forbidden room by my foster father … "
Xing Laoba had a good temper as he chatted with the little fellow here and there. On the one hand, it was to kill time; on the other hand, it could be regarded as a stalling tactic.
"Xing Ba, you liar! I'm back to Pater Castle. It's impossible that my foster father didn't ask about me. Godfather must have called you! "
It seemed that the little fellow was not so easy to fool.
Indeed, as soon as Xing Ba returned to Pater Castle with the unreasonable little thing, he received a call from River Town.
He talked for a long time about everything, big or small, and it was all about the little fellow.
"I really didn't lie to you … Why don't you come down first, and we can discuss this further?"
Xing Ba looked like he would not admit it even if he was beaten to death.
"I can't go down! I'll stay up there and starve myself to death! Or jump down and kill myself! "
No one else could be as stubborn as this little fellow!
Xing Ba was becoming more and more fond of this prickly little fellow.
"Fifteen, if you jump from such a height, even if you don't die, you will at least be half paralyzed. If your dear mommy sees you half-dead and dripping with blood, she will definitely be so sad that she will hover between life and death … "
Knowing that the little fellow was filial to his mother, Lin Xueluo, Xing Ba used Lin Xueluo to provoke the little fellow.
The little fellow pursed his lips. "Then, Xing Ba, do a good deed and call Twelve! I really want to tell my mommy that I'm safe, so that she doesn't have to worry about me! "
Seeing that the little fellow had given in, Xing Ba seemed to be quite worried.
"Fifteen, come down first … We can discuss everything. Climb carefully, don't fall! "
The little fellow wiped his snot with his sleeve. His calves were a little numb, probably from squatting for too long.
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