Chapter 1848 Youthful Love Letter 53

"Miss Lin, if you keep telling this story over and over again, will it affect our relationship as husband and wife?"

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were still gentle, "Besides, my husband was also tricked... and he was also a victim!"

Xueluo didn't believe her husband when he said he was a victim. But Cong Gang also said the same thing, and that was the key factor for her to forgive her husband.

"You've turned over the story over there, but I haven't yet!"

Xueluo snorted, and then softened his voice, "But if you are willing to help me fish out Lao Wu from Hetun without being punished, I can also turn the story around!"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes slightly, curled his lips slightly, but did not answer.

"Feng Xinglang, are you just watching your wife get angry and don't want to take any action or express anything?"

Xueluo leaned over again. A dissatisfied murmur. But the attitude has obviously improved a lot.

"If you still don't understand your hatred, you can chop me again... I deserve it!"

Feng Xinglang's interest was not very high, and he felt a bit like breaking a jar.

Seeing the man's dejected look, Xueluo became a little anxious, "Feng Xinglang, do you think I, as your wife, really want to chop you off? If I don't get back my status as a wife in that way, My wife's self-esteem, then what dignity do I have to stay in the Feng family and continue to be a mother to Nono and Chongchong? And what dignity do I have to you, Feng Xinglang, as my wife? I just look at my cheating husband with no dignity. Will you trample on your own feelings and end up with your family ruined?"

His wife's defense made Feng Xinglang feel sorry for this tough and strong woman.

Rather than saying that a woman is looking for a way out for herself, it would be better to say that she is trying her best to save their marriage and family.

Feng Xinglang took a step forward, hugged his tearful wife tightly in his arms, and remained silent for a long time.

"Husband, help me fish out Lao Wu! Hetun listens to you, my own son, the most... With you taking action, it will be easy!"

Xueluo nuzzled into the man's arms, "Lao Wu has been beaten by Hetun because of me. I feel really guilty... Xing Lang, if you are willing to help me fish out Xing Lao Wu, I will tell you Good news for you!”

"What good news can you have?"

Feng Xinglang squinted at the woman with a happy face, "Could it be... that we have it?"

In fact, that's what Feng Xinglang said at the time; he also knew that it was difficult for women to conceive due to physical reasons.

In coordination with his movements, Feng Xinglang caressed the woman's belly with tenderness and endless love.

"I'll tell you who Chongchong's godfather is! How about this? Is this a good enough condition?"

Seeing his wife's full expression of excitement, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's how you decided: I really want to know?"

A kind of guidance that refuses to welcome.

"You must want to know! But you definitely don't know yet!"

Xueluo at this moment was the kind of person who would be careless when he got good at it, "Because you can't beat him! Hahaha!"

Feng Xinglang's handsome brows frowned fiercely: This woman is so sure that he hasn't investigated yet?

"What, you don't want me to recruit people for you?" the man snorted coldly.

"No..." Xueluo murmured coquettishly, "When you fish out Xing Laowu, I will tell you who Chongchong's godfather is!"

"Give me some hints first!" Seeing that the woman was enjoying it, the man asked in a raised tone.

"Well... you know this person! I can only remind you so much first!" Xue Luo was quite smart.

Know yourself?

"I'm... very familiar with him?" Feng Xinglang asked obediently.

"If he wasn't familiar with me, I would let him be my Chong Chong's godfather!"

Xueluo felt that she had said too much, so she quickly urged: "Okay, okay, don't ask anymore! You go and fish out Xing Laowu first, and I'll tell you when I get back!"

In fact, at this moment Xueluo seemed to have learned to write a blank check to a man first. Because she had no intention of telling Feng Xinglang about Cong Gang.

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Feng Xinglang 'obediently' went to Repulse Bay.

During this period, I kept thinking about what my wife said: Not only do I know that guy, but I am also very familiar with him? The key point is that this guy still feels extremely safe in his wife's mind! Even more than his husband!

It’s definitely not Yan Bang who has lost his memory and is delirious!

Furthermore, even if Yan Bang was before his amnesia, his wife would not like his sizzling energy!

Bai Mo? We haven’t reached that level yet!

In fact, Feng Xinglang had someone in mind. I just can’t be sure yet! After all, how great the hope is, how great the disappointment will be.

The person guarding the door of the villa was changed to Xing Shiqi. Looking at the big boy who was only in his early twenties, his thin figure looked lonely in the night.

"Prince Xing..." Xing Shiqi called.

"Actually, you don't have to guard outside! You can't lose your adoptive father!" Feng Xinglang said gently.

"Prince Xing, you are coming so late..."

"It was fine before, but now it's something: I'll take out Lao Wu for you and guard the door!"

This kind of thing was done in a favorable manner...it shows a high level of emotional intelligence.

"Alang?" Hetun was still very happy for his son's sudden visit. "Have you had dinner? Have something to eat with dad?"

"okay."

After Feng Xinglang responded to the face-saving hum, he returned to the topic, "I want to meet Xing Laowu first. You have beaten this guy, so let's turn it over!"

"Lao Wu is locked up in the basement! It's very humid there. I'll ask Twelve to call him out and you can ask questions again!"

In Hetun's mind: his own son is his true son, and other adopted sons can only be adopted sons.

"No, I'll go to the basement to pick him up! You can have dinner prepared. Keep it light. I've been feeling sick lately."

It's not just the stomach that's hot, there's no place in the heart, liver, spleen, pancreas, or kidneys that isn't hot.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask the cook to add more food!"

Being able to keep his son for dinner made Hetun feel brighter instantly.

After Xing Twelve turned on all the wall lights in the basement for Feng Xinglang, he just stayed outside the smart door and did not follow Feng Xinglang in.

"Prince Xing, please drive carefully and slowly! If we bump into each other, we adopted sons will be beaten and punished at least, or buried with us at worst!"

"I will be careful! Even if I don't think about myself, I will think about you!"

The answer to Xing Twelve's dissatisfaction and complaints was Feng Xinglang's cold humor.

The damp, moldy smell of the basement added a hint of blood.

Xing Laowu became excited when he heard Feng Xinglang's voice. The first reaction was to tidy up his blood-stained clothes and wipe his face several times.

The small dark room separated by an iron fence was not locked. Even if it wasn't locked, Xing Laowu wouldn't dare to escape.

Feng Xinglang walked in and sat down on the simple plank bed.

Xing Laowu was a little embarrassed and immediately stood up to give way.

Feng Xinglang looked up and down at the silly Xing Laowu, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"To be honest, if Xing Twelve hid my woman and helped her escape from Shanghai... I believe it! But you won't!"

Xing Laowu raised his eyes and stared at Feng Xinglang apologetically, then fell sadly.

"There is only one possibility: my woman has some leverage over you!"