Chapter 1849: Love Letter 54

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Feng Xinglang knows clearly: Xing Laowu's natural nature is not a man who will pity the fragrant and cherish the jade; not to be touched by his wife as easily as Xing Shiliang. He will only follow Hetun's instructions!
This time, Xing Laowu could be so abnormal, there must be something wrong.
Xing Laowu raised his eyes to see Feng Xinglang's eyes very panic: If let him know that he has hidden his photo ... and then be known by the righteous father, then it is not a question of detention! Maybe Xiaoming is over!
Feng Xinglang captured the panic that Xing Laowu showed in an instant, and slightly twitched his lips, "I'm here to fish you out!"
Faintly, "Instead of burying a bomb that will detonate at any time in your heart, open up with me! I will definitely be your most trusted person!"
Feng Xinglang's perseverance and persuasion were very useful to Xing Laowu. He likes to listen to Feng Xinglang's gentle words. Gentleman and handsome man.
"I, I hid your picture ..."
Under Feng Xinglang's boiled frog in warm water, Xing Laowu decided to confess to him.
Feng Xinglang's calm and steady words, and the handsome face of Fengshen, really made Xing Laowu irresistible.
"You hid my picture? Shouldn't it be a sneak photo of Yezhuang that night?"
Feng Xinglang scrutinized and asked, "Isn't the photo already processed by your righteous father?"
"I secretly hid one ... later discovered by Lin Xueluo ..."
"The original Lin Xueluo found the photo: did it flow out from you?"
That means: The blackmailer didn't fail to keep his promise! After getting the money, he didn't send those photos to his wife Lin Xueluo again!
"Lin Xueluo said: As long as I help her, she won't tell me my father about me hiding your picture! Later I promised her!"
Feng Xinglang remained silent for more than half a minute to calm his mind: if he had enough patience to question Xing Laowu like now, presumably his wife and children would not be able to run out of Shencheng!
"What do you say a big man is hiding my picture? Wouldn't you also want to blackmail me? Or are you interested in the woman in the picture?"
Really a man is not as good as a man: Who would have expected that it was because Xing Laowu hid his photo and was discovered by a woman!
"What about the photo discovered by Lin Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"It has been torn off by her! It was very torn! It was thrown into the trash and cleaned up!" Xing Laowu replied continuously.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, "How many photos did you hide from me? And ... what's on the photo that my woman saw?"
"Just ... I hid one! You are touching a woman in the photo ..." Xing Laowu pointed to his chest.
Feng Xinglang's lips cornered fiercely, hissing lowly: "How can you be so stupid as to be able to show her the photo?"
"I hid it in the inner pocket of the jacket! The little bug twisted and twisted, and it came out ..."
Xing Laowu muttered, "If I knew I would be found by Lin Xueluo, I would not hide it! I must pay attention next time!"
"I'm X! You want to come back next time ?!" Feng Xinglang directly swear.
Probed and beat Xing Laowu's hand, but due to the scars and blood stains on Xia Laowu's cheek, he just landed on his shoulder.
"It seems you have been beaten by your righteous father!
Although everything was Zhuge Liang after the fact, at least Feng Xinglang understood something.
"Your righteous father shouldn't know that you hid the photos?" Feng Xinglang praised Xing Lao Wuyi's indignant eyes.
Xing Laowu shook his head again and again.
"Then don't let him know!"
Feng Xinglang sighed slightly: "My woman is kind-hearted and will not confess you except she will make trouble with me!"
"Prince Xing ... you are a good man! Megaustas!"
Xing Laowubiao said a sentence in Spanish. When he was short-circuited, he probably forgot that Feng Xinglang understood Spanish.
Feng Xinglang took a cold eye, "Hurry up and take care of the wound! Remember next time: I am the person you deserve to trust most!"
By the way, it may be the purpose of Feng Xinglang's trip.
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Hetun always feels happy every time he drinks wine with his biological son. Rarely do fathers and sons have a drink like this.
"Alang, I heard that Lin Xueluo, whom Feng Lixin forced you to marry ... did you have any feelings?"
Hetun, who drank too much, started to nosy again.
"Of course I have feelings!"
Feng Xinglang's face was lightly stained with drunk red wine, "I won't let a woman I don't love give birth to my child!"
"Huh ... this is all right! Dad is afraid that you will be wronged and forced to marry an unloving woman as a wife! But this Lin Xueluo is getting more willful and rude! I think it ’s half of you Spoiled. "
"She gave birth to me and gave birth to two sons ... How could I not spoil her or love her ?!"
"Alan, you are petting, but don't make her too spoiled and pride! It's not something a normal fierce woman can do with her knife!"
"That's why I had the mistake first ... That silly woman also hated and loved my husband so much!"
Feng Xinglang's remarks, Xing Shiliang was still very touched. Touched by Lin Xueluo.
"Okay ... your woman, you can spoil it as much as you want!"
In the end, Hetun still compromised. No way, Lin Xueluo is the son's beloved woman, and he can only accept it.
Feng Xinglang, who was slightly drunk, did not stay in Repulse Bay overnight, because the family and his wife and children were waiting for him.
Feng Xinglang was driven back by Xing Shiliang.
Outside Fengjiayuan, Feng Xinglang didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but instead looked at Xing Shiren, who drove.
"Old Twelve, do you have a picture of Cong Gang?"
This question was quite abrupt. Fortunately, Xing Shiliang is not the kind of cowardly, or else it will be really scared in the middle of the night. After all, Cong Gang has been dead for more than two years.
"Cong Gang's picture? You said that Song Tai?"
"Well! That's him!"
"How could I have a picture of Cong Gang? He's not me!"
Xing Twelve glanced at the drunk Feng Xinglang somehow, "How come you suddenly thought of a picture of Song Tai? Isn't he dead for more than two years?"
"Forget it ... I'll just ask." Feng Xinglang sighed with loss.
Xing Shiliang said for a moment, "Although I don't have a picture of Cong Gang ... but someone must have it! I remember I saw it ..."
"Who? Who will?"
Excited Feng Xinglang held Xing Shiliang's arm in a hand.
"You ... What are you so excited about? Song Thong has been dead for more than two years ... Is he alive again?"