Xue Luo could clearly feel that He Tun's coarse hands were trembling when he tore the portrait left behind by his mother.
That was a relic of his beloved woman.
But to He Tun, it was also a reminder of He Tun's past humiliation.
Therefore, the enraged He Tun tore the portrait apart in an uncontrollable rage.
The portrait was not spared. But luckily, Xue Luo managed to snatch the pieces in time. That prevented He Tun from continuing his rage.
"Stop the car! Throw this woman out! "
He Tun's voice was hoarse. He was trying his best to control his emotions.
Or perhaps, he did not want Lin Xueluo to see him in such a pitiful state.
His beloved woman had betrayed him. To an ambitious man like He Tun, it was an unspeakable humiliation.
For the sake of his foster son Xing Fifteen, it was already very kind of him not to kill Lin Xueluo.
The anti-riot car came to a smooth stop. Xing Shier, who was in the front passenger seat, had a solemn expression.
He could tell that Lin Xueluo had touched the sore spot that He Tun had been hiding for twenty to thirty years.
"Mr. Xing, please don't throw me out of the car … Bring me back to Pater Castle! From today onwards, I will never disobey you again! I beg you, I can't lose my child … Mr. Xing! "
Xue Luo held the torn pieces of paper in one hand and hugged He Tun's calf tightly with the other. She was sobbing and begging.
Xing Shier did not let the begging Xue Luo continue to pester him. He swiftly dragged her arm and pulled her away from He Tun's leg. Then, he threw her out of the car.
It was not that Xing Shier was heartless, but He Tun, who had been stabbed in the heart, was in danger.
Perhaps it would be safer for him to throw the crying and pestering Lin Xueluo out of the car.
Xue Luo was thrown out of the car by Xing Shier. Before she could get up, the anti-riot car sped away.
Looking at the anti-riot car that sped away, Xue Luo wanted to cry but had no tears.
What a tyrant! No wonder Mother Feng left him! Xue Luo thought angrily.
Thinking of Mother Feng, Xue Luo rubbed her knee that was hurting from the fall and struggled to move to the side of the road. She took out a few pieces of paper and roughly pieced them together.
Fortunately, he could piece it back together.
In other words, at that time, Hetun actually did not want to tear the only thing left by his beloved woman.
Looking at the portrait that was torn into pieces by Hetun, Xue Luo let out a long sigh. Not only did her last hope fail, but she also almost destroyed the only thing that Mother Feng left for Feng Xinglang!
They should be nearing the entrance of the highway. There weren't many cars on the road.
Xue Luo just sat there foolishly, not knowing where to go or what to do.
Her son Lin Nuo was thousands of miles away in Pater Castle, and she couldn't fly there … Even if she could fly there, the tyrant would never agree to let her see her son Lin Nuo.
Xue Luo helplessly choked with sobs as she muttered softly.
At this moment, Xue Luo felt that she was more miserable than ever. It was as if she had been abandoned by the world!
After seeing a high-speed patrol car, Xue Luo suddenly got up from the roadside vigilantly.
Because she suddenly remembered that she was still a 'scapegoat'. To put it in a more serious way, she was a 'wanted criminal'.
This Hetun was really ruthless. She obviously put Feng Xinglang under house arrest in the basement to torture him, but they actually framed her for making a false police report?
It seemed that she and Old Chu had fallen into Hetun's trap.
While secretly cursing the ruthlessness of Hetun, Xue Luo walked toward the city center with her stomach rumbling with hunger.
Fortunately, there were still good people in this world. Xue Luo hitched a ride to the city center.
Xue Luo had already decided that no matter what, she had to go back to Pater Castle. Whether or not Hetun would let her see her son Lin Nuo was another matter, but Xue Luo knew that her son must be looking forward to her return to his side.
To return to Pater Castle, Xue Luo couldn't climb the mountain or cross the river. The only fast way was to take a plane. To take a plane, she had to first get the relevant documents.
Seeing a police car parked outside the courtyard of the Feng family's villa, Xue Luo didn't dare to stay. She didn't dare to go in and directly turned around and left.
The only place she could go back to was Yuan Duoduo's place.
If Yuan Duoduo didn't let her stay in her house occasionally, Xue Luo would really be living on the streets.
When she went to the old auntie's house to get the key, it was mealtime. Under the old auntie's hospitality, Xue Luo shamelessly stayed for a full meal.
When she returned to Yuan Duoduo's house, Xue Luo was already exhausted. She didn't even have the strength to cry.
The portrait was pieced together again, but Xue Luo had lost her confidence and hope.
Mother Feng, I'm really sorry. I couldn't use your belongings to save your son!
Thinking of her son, Xue Luo's eyes became misty again. She didn't know if the little thing was also thinking of her, his own mother?
Of course, Lin Nuo would think of his own mother!
Xing Ba, who was about to go crazy, finally let the little guy personally answer the satellite phone of Hetun's foster father.
Under Xing Ba's delaying tactic, the little guy was quite obedient these few days.
Xue Luo drowsily fell asleep on the sofa.
The unspeakable suffering situation made Xue Luo's dreams become nightmares.
The lights in the living room were switched on, which could be seen from downstairs.
Xue Luo was awakened by the sound of the doorbell. Instinctively, she thought it was the police who came here to forcefully bring her back to the police station to understand the situation of the fake police report.
The frightened Xue Luo didn't dare to open the door.
She still needed to go back to Pater Castle to find her son. How could she stay in the detention center?
"Xue Luo, is it you at home? I'm Duoduo, Yuan Duoduo. "
The voice coming from outside the door made Xue Luo's tense heart instantly relax.
It's Yuan Duoduo! Xue Luo saw it through the peephole.
The moment she opened the door and saw the travel-worn Yuan Duoduo, Xue Luo couldn't bear the sadness in her heart anymore. She rushed forward and hugged Yuan Duoduo who came back in the middle of the night.
Compared to Xue Luo who was crying, Yuan Duoduo was much calmer.
She gently patted Xue Luo's back and said with a sobbing voice, "What's wrong? I haven't cried yet and you're crying first? "
"Duoduo, it's been so many days … where have you been? You worried me to death! "
Xue Luo sobbed silently. Perhaps at this moment, Yuan Duoduo's return was undoubtedly the light of hope in a hopeless situation.
"You left for five years and I never blamed you. I only left for a few days? You're too emotional! "
Yuan Duoduo still loved to laugh and tease. But her words and actions seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of a long time.
"Duoduo … I really missed you!"
Xue Luo hugged Yuan Duoduo again and cried bitterly.
"Alright Lin Xue Luo! This is my house. Can I trouble you to let me in to drink some water? "
Xue Luo only shook her head and hugged Yuan Duoduo even tighter.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me you've lost to Lan Youyou again and have come to me to secretly cry?"
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