Chapter 385 But He Has a Brave and Fearless Heart!

Feng Xinglang roared like thunder.

Perhaps at this moment, no one can understand the sorrow of being a father!

What's more, Feng Xinglang is the kind of man who pays special attention to family ties!

He raised his face slightly, only to see his Adam's apple sliding up and down violently.

He seemed to be trying hard to hold back the great bitterness in his heart.

After taking a deep breath to adjust, Feng Xinglang's face returned to calm again. The calmness is tainted with the indifference of keeping strangers away.

A heart that is deeply painful because of being too rational.

"Aunt An, I'm hungry. Go and cook! Xiao Qian is still lying in the hospital. Lao Mo, I will ask you to repair and check all the cars. I will use them more frequently these days!"

"Okay, don't stand in front of me. You two can go and do whatever you want."

Feng Xinglang sighed and urged Butler Mo and Aunt An, who were still silent in front of him, hesitating to speak, wanting to say but not daring to speak.

After Butler Mo and Aunt An left, Feng Xinglang fell down on the sofa in the living room as if a mountain had collapsed. He remained motionless for a long time, as if he had stopped.

The dinner was sumptuous.

Even if the eldest young master Feng Lixin and the second wife are not here, Aunt An will not treat the second young master Feng Xinglang badly.

Aunt An respected the eldest young master Feng Lixin; but she favored the second young master Feng Xinglang. From the bottom of her heart, she likes Feng Xinglang, who is stubborn and extremely wise.

Feng Xinglang's appetite did not seem to be affected in any way by the trouble he was facing. He ate heartily and seemed to have a great appetite.

"You two, stop standing and sit down and eat together."

Feng Xinglang raised his head and glanced at Butler Mo and Aunt An, who were paying attention to him.

"I don't know if those evil people can give the young master and his wife a meal..."

Aunt An is always so sentimental. When she saw Feng Xinglang eating so happily, she thought of the eldest young master and second young mistress who were in jail.

With a click, Feng Xinglang smashed his chopsticks on the table, "You're such a crybaby, why don't you let people eat properly?"

Being treated so harshly by Feng Xinglang made Aunt An cry even more violently.

Butler Mo quickly pushed her and said, "Lao An, go to the kitchen and see the soup. I'll take care of it here."

Butler Mo sent Aunt An away.

Only Butler Mo knew: Second Young Master Feng Xinglang was very unhappy!

Feng Xinglang did not pick up the dropped chopsticks again. He closed his eyes tightly, seeming to be suppressing something.

"Second Young Master, let me serve you some egg custard. You were so cute when you were a kid, and you often competed with the eldest Young Master to drink it!"

Butler Mo said nostalgic words while serving a small bowl of egg custard for Feng Xinglang.

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't like to drink egg custard. It was only when he saw that Feng Lixin loved to drink that he would compete with Feng Lixin for food.

There are too many past events worth recalling for Feng Xinglang. Most of them are beautiful, because Feng Lixin has a humble and kind heart.

Feng Xinglang picked up the bowl of egg custard and drank it all.

Thick and bland!

After savoring it carefully, I felt that I was really stupid in those years, as I had robbed my eldest brother Feng Lixin for so many years.

"Old Mo..."

"here I am."

"Thanks."

"Second Young Master...you are too polite."

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Xing San is a man of his word.

In the past two days, he had been treating Lin Xueluo and his son kindly.

The meal Xing San sent was very rich. Xueluo was not polite to Xing San and ate heartily, keeping herself and the little boy in her belly full every day.

Xing San quietly stared at the woman who was feasting.

It seems that she is a little surprised: even though she is about to die, this woman can still eat so well calmly and calmly.

"I told Feng Xinglang about your pregnancy!" He said softly.

Xueluo's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and then smiled slightly, "His reaction must have disappointed you!"

Come to think of it! Otherwise, why would Xing San stay up for two days before telling her.

"He said: It's only the size of a fist, and it can't even be called half a thing."

Xing San's voice was always so tepid. Just like that half-boiling pot.

Xueluo's expression instantly darkened, and she lowered her head and continued to eat the rice in the bowl. Only this time, she didn't pick up the vegetables, but just picked the rice grains in the bowl.

"But his hand holding the tea cup was shaking!"

A few seconds later, Xing San added this sentence.

Xueluo had another meal and poked the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks.

Can you finish your sentence together?

"The more he pretends not to care on the surface, the more he is struggling on the inside!"

Xing San started his speaking style of saying something and hiding something again.

Xueluo simply placed the chopsticks in her hands flat on the rice bowl.

"You don't understand Feng Xinglang so well! What he said was not inner struggle, but anger! He was blaming me for making my own decisions and being secretly pregnant with his child! In his eyes, my behavior This is treason! You deserve to die! You bring shame on yourself!"

Well, what Xueluo said at this moment really coincided with Feng Xinglang's roar at the Feng family!

"..."

Xing San was slightly startled at first, but then he shook his head.

"It seems that you don't understand him! He proposed to me to trade Lan Youyou for you mother and son!"

Xueluo pursed her lips and sighed slightly.

"He knows that if Lan Youyou falls into your hands, he will only be unscathed and it's just a favor! And he can also take me back when I deserve to be scolded and beaten, so why not do it!"

Xueluo instinctively caressed Xiaoguai in her belly, thinking of her and Xiaoguai's future, her expression became silent.

"Mr. Xing San, how will those who are not selected by Feng Xinglang die?"

Xueluo didn't want to ask about such a bloody topic, but she couldn't help but ask.

"It turns out that you are not as calm and calm as you appear on the surface, and are not afraid of death!" Xing San smiled.

Xueluo said silently: If the child in her belly can be kept alive, she can die no matter how she wants!

"Don't worry, Feng Lixin is just a half-dead person, but you are pregnant with his flesh and blood. If Feng Xinglang is calm and rational enough, he will choose you mother and son!"

But Xueluo shook her head and said sadly: "He won't do it!"

Seeing Xueluo's words with such certainty, Xing San couldn't help but frown: Could it be that Feng Xinglang would really choose the half-dead Feng Lixin out of his heart?

Just when Xueluo was immersed in an extremely sad mood, the heavy security door of the detention room opened.

"Brother?"

Xueluo was shocked to find that it was Feng Lixin who appeared outside the door of the detention room.

An hour ago, when Feng Lixin, whose face was covered with scars and was carried on a stretcher, appeared in front of Hetun, Hetun was also startled.

Although he is stupid, he has a brave and fearless heart!

So when Feng Lixin asked to see his sister-in-law Lin Xueluo, Hetun agreed.