Chapter 369: Snow falling heart can no longer be calm!

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Xue Luo didn't understand what the man Lan Youyou called the third child intended, but she saw that there was nothing malicious in the third child's eyes.
At least temporarily!
"But I don't think so!"
Xing San sat down on the folding chair opposite Xue Xue.
"How can someone who cares so much about his affection not care about his own flesh and blood? Feng Xinglang may not care about you, but he must care about the blood in your stomach that follows his veins!"
Xue Luo shuddered, "Why, your righteous father is going to use the child in my stomach to deal with Feng Xinglang?"
Before answering Xing San's words, Xue Luo carefully tentatively asked.
"If you want to live ... I will help you!" Xing Sandan said indifferently.
Xue Luo calmly said, "That's great! Just trouble Mr. San, let me out, I will be grateful!"
"I can't do it! I don't have the ability to let you leave here! The life of you and your child must be won by yourself." Xing San still calmly.
"I fight for myself? How do I fight? Fight with you and run away after winning you?"
Xue Luo did not show how clever he was in front of Xing San, but was a bit naive and stupid.
Playing smart in front of someone smarter than yourself is undoubtedly annoying. And it will cause death.
Snowfall doesn't want to be annoying. Don't want to put yourself and the baby in your stomach in danger.
"... Do you still want to win me?" Xing San laughed at Xue Luo's whimsical.
Xing San is not the kind of smiling tiger. His smile is real.
"Lin Xueluo, do you want to live?" Wei Dun, Xing San asked again.
"Of course I think!" Xue Luo responded, and then silent again.
"Since you want to live, then when Feng Xinglang makes a choice, fight for yourself!"
"What do you mean? Didn't Feng Xinglang choose between me and his brother Feng Lixin?"
"This time and now! Now that you have his child in your belly, this multiple choice question is even more interesting!"
Snow fell silent, "What do you mean: your righteous father decided to make Feng Xinglang between me and the child in my stomach, and Feng Lixin to make a new choice?"
"Very right!"
Xue Luo secretly took a sip of cool air: Why is this Hetun so abnormal?
She believes: Even if Feng Xinglang will continue to choose his brother Feng Lixin without hesitation, it is estimated that after making such a choice, there will be a shadow in his heart!
"Can the one chosen by Feng Xinglang live?"
This is what Xue Luo cares about most. She didn't want Feng Xinglang to be teased by Hetun. The last two options are dead!
"As far as I know my righteous father: the one chosen will surely be able to live! Because my righteous father loves to see the living person anxious! Like Fengxing Lang now, he lives every day to find me In the painful days of the Father's revenge! "
It seems that he can no longer use words to describe this terrible hobby of Hetun!
This is not typical: Is it based on the pain of others?
"So, even if you don't do it for yourself, you have to fight for a chance for the children in your stomach!"
Xue Luo finally understood: Xing San was lobbying herself to make her cry for help in front of Feng Xinglang?
Seeing Xueluo was only silent, Xing San went on to say: "Feng Lixin is already a crippled body. It doesn't make much sense to live or not! But you, at the time of youth, and have a new life in your belly How to say, you should be the one chosen! "
Xue Luo obeyed Xing San's meaning, and she nodded in approval.
"I also think that the lives of our mother and son are more important than Feng Lixin, but the key question is: The person who is doing the multiple choice question is Feng Xinglang!"
She wanted to hear more about the stakes from Xing Sankou.
"As long as you want to live, I will help you persuade Feng Xinglang!" Xing San said so.
Snow fell suddenly: "You said ... would you go to persuade Feng Xinglang to choose me?"
"Yes!" Xing San nodded.
"So ... then can you let me talk to Feng Xinglang? I want to persuade him personally." Xue Luo hit the iron while he was hot.
"No! But what you say, I will take it to Feng Xinglang!"
With a click, Xing San turned off the recording in his hand.
What a sinister and cunning man!
After Xing San left, Xue Luo became inexplicably nervous.
It seems that the third child should tell Feng Xinglang: is she pregnant?
Will Fengxinglang believe? If Thaksin believed, what would he do?
Unheard of? Or ignore it?
There was only a little snowfall that didn't quite understand: Why would Xing San help her persuade Feng Xinglang to choose their mother and son?
Conscience found?
Obviously impossible! It's weird to talk about conscience like him.
Some kind of conspiracy?
Want to make Feng Xinglang more painful when doing multiple choice questions?
This reason is quite reasonable!
just……
But why did he tell Feng Xinglang in advance? When you really have to make a choice, tell Feng Xinglang, isn't it more shocking?
Snow falling heart can no longer be calm!

In the dream, women's blood-stained faces criss-crossed and layered.
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.
Yan Bang slept by his side and did not wake up. It wasn't until Feng Xinglang got up and left that he opened his eyes.
In the parking lot of Yezhuang, Feng Xinglang didn't see the Cayenne car. And Cong Gang's mobile phone could not get through.
Feng Xinglang's instinctively alertness: Cong just happened!
The cell phone rang, but Ye Shinian called.
"Lang, is Boss Cong with you?" Ye Shinian asked eagerly.
"Not here! Is something wrong with Cong Gang?"
Feng Xinglang asked closely.
"At the Panshan intersection in Qibei Mountain City, the police found a burned Cayenne. There was also a charred body. From the evidence left on the car, it was initially identified as Cong Gang! There was also a scrapped one next Anti-riot vehicle, it looks like Hetun's handwriting! "
It's Hetun again!
Feng Xinglang had a long silence.
He had seen the cruelty of Hetun's men. No matter how three heads and six arms Cong Gang can't escape the deadly attack of the desperate gang.
"Lang Brother ... Lang Brother?" Ye Shinian yelled twice on the other side of the phone.
"Where's Cong Gang's body?" He asked.
"In the funeral home! It was burned beyond recognition and was no longer recognizable! I am here now!"
"Wait, I'll be right there!"
Lamborghini whistled galloping in the direction of the funeral home like an off-going arrow.
This green is a color that matches the frog, and only the sultry male like Bai Mo can open it.
Cong's scorched body was covered under a blue cloth. You can taste the smell of baked bread from a distance.
Feng Xinglang is familiar with this kind of burnt taste of the human body.