Chapter 1849 Youthful Love Letter 54

Feng Xinglang knew clearly: Xing Laowu was indifferent by nature and was not a man who cared about women; nor would he be impressed by his wife as easily as Xing Twelve. He will only follow Hetun's instructions!

But this time, Xing Laowu was so uncharacteristic, there must be something wrong.

Xing Laowu raised his eyes to look at Feng Xinglang with a look of panic: If he knew that he had hidden his photo...and if his adoptive father found out, then it wouldn't be a matter of beating him up and putting him in solitary confinement! Maybe my life is over!

Feng Xinglang caught Xing Laowu's panic at that moment, and lightly curled his lips, "I'm here to get you out!"

After a slight pause, "Instead of planting a bomb in your heart that may explode at any time, why not open your heart to me! I will definitely be the most trustworthy person for you!"

Feng Xinglang's unhurried persuasion and deception were very useful to Xing Laowu. He liked to listen to Feng Xinglang's gentle words. A gentleman and handsome man.

"I, I hid your photo..."

Under Feng Xinglang's warm water, Xing Laowu decided to confess to him.

Feng Xinglang's wise and calm words, as well as his handsome and handsome face, made Xing Laowu irresistible.

"You hid my photo? Could it be a secret photo taken that night in Yezhuang?"

Feng Xinglang analyzed it and asked in a tight voice, "Hasn't the photo been disposed of by your adoptive father?"

"I secretly hid one... Later, Lin Xueluo discovered it..."

"So the photos found by Lin Xueluo were leaked from you?"

This means: the blackmailer did not break his promise! After getting the money, he didn't send those photos to his wife Lin Xueluo!

"Lin Xueluo said: As long as I help her, she won't tell my adoptive father that I hid your photos! Then I agreed to her!"

Feng Xinglang was silent for more than half a minute to calm his mind: If he had been patient enough to interrogate Xing Laowu like he is now, his wife and children would not have been able to escape Shencheng!

"Why do you think you, a grown man, are hiding my photos? Are you trying to blackmail me? Or are you very interested in the woman in the photo?"

It’s really not as good as God’s calculations: Who would have thought that it was because Xing Laowu hid his photos and then a woman discovered it!

"Where's the photo discovered by Lin Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"She has torn it off! Tear it into pieces! Throw it into the trash can and be cleaned up!" Xing Laowu responded repeatedly.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, "How many photos of me have you hidden in total? And... what's on the photo that my woman saw?"

"Just... I just hid one photo! In the photo, you are touching a woman..." Xing Laowu pointed to his chest.

Feng Xinglang's lips twitched fiercely, and he hissed: "How could you be stupid enough to let her find out about the photo?"

"I hid it in the inner pocket of my jacket! The little bug twisted around and twisted out..."

Xing Laowu muttered, "If I had known that Lin Xueluo would find out, I wouldn't have hidden myself! I will definitely pay attention next time!"

"Oh my God! What the hell do you want to do next time?!" Feng Xinglang swore directly.

He reached over and slapped Xing Laowu's hand, but because of the scars and blood on Xing Laowu's cheek, it ended up falling on his shoulder.

"It seems that the beating you received from your adoptive father was a good one!"

Although everything was an afterthought, at least Feng Xinglang had some things figured out.

"Your adoptive father shouldn't know about you hiding the photos, right?" Feng Xinglang gave Xing Laowu an angry roll of his eyes.

Xing Laowu shook his head repeatedly.

"Then don't let him know!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly: "My woman is kind-hearted. Apart from making trouble with me, she will not give you away!"

"Prince Xing...you are a good man! Me gustas!"

Xing Laowu said something in Spanish. In his short-circuit, he probably forgot that Feng Xinglang understood Spanish.

Feng Xinglang gave him a cold look, "Go out quickly and take care of the wound! Next time, remember: I am the person you should trust the most!"

Winning over people's hearts by the way may be the purpose of Feng Xinglang's trip.

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Hetun would always be particularly happy every time he drank and talked with his biological son. Father and son rarely have such a happy time as now.

"Alang, I heard that it was Lin Xueluo who Feng Lixin forced you to marry... Do you have feelings for each other?"

Hetun, who drank too much, started to meddle in his own business again.

"Of course I have feelings!"

Feng Xinglang's handsome face was slightly stained with a hint of alcohol, "I will not let a woman I don't love give birth to my child!"

"Hmm... That's good! Dad is afraid that you will be wronged and forced to marry a woman you don't love! But this Lin Xueluo is becoming more and more willful and unruly! I think you are half-hearted For spoiled ones.”

"She risked her life to give birth to two sons for me, Feng Xinglang... How could I not pamper her or love her?!"

"Alang, you are your favorite, but don't let her get too arrogant! Killing her husband with a knife is not something that an ordinary shrew can do!"

"That's because I was at fault first...that stupid woman also hates and loves my husband so much!"

Xing Twelve was quite moved by Feng Xinglang's words. Moved by Lin Xueluo.

"Okay... you can pamper your woman as much as you want!"

In the end, Hetun compromised. He had no choice but to accept Lin Xueluo as his son's beloved woman.

Feng Xinglang, who was slightly drunk, did not stay in Repulse Bay for the night because the Feng family still had his wife and children waiting for him.

Feng Xinglang was driven back by Xing Twelve.

Outside the Feng family courtyard, Feng Xinglang did not get out of the car in a hurry, but looked sideways at Xing Twelve who was driving.

"Lao Twelve, do you have... Cong Gang's photo?"

This question was quite abrupt. Fortunately, Xing Twelve is not the kind of timid person, otherwise he would be really scared in the middle of the night. After all, Cong Gang has been dead for more than two years.

"Cong Gang's photo? Are you talking about Songtai?"

"Yeah! That's him!"

"How could I have a photo of Cong Gang? He is not me!"

Xing Twelve glanced at the drunken Feng Xinglang inexplicably, "Why did you suddenly think of asking for Songtai's photo? Hasn't he been dead for more than two years?"

"Forget it... I'll just ask." Feng Xinglang sighed in frustration.

Xing Twelve pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "Although I don't have a photo of Cong Gang... but someone must have one! I remember seeing it..."

"Who? Who will have it?"

Feng Xinglang got excited and grabbed Xing Twelve's arm.

"You...why are you so excited? Songtai has been dead for more than two years...could he be alive again?"