Chapter 547 The Humble and Pitiful Father’s Love

Xing Twelve returned to Qianshuiwan to meet Hetun.

The housekeeper is putting Hetun in a leather windbreaker.

Xing Ba walked in.

"Father, Feng Lixin wants to see you."

An hour ago, Xing Ba had already driven away Lan Youyou and Feng Lixin once, but he didn't expect that Feng Lixin would come back.

"He seems to have something to say to you."

After a slight pause, Xing Ba added another sentence. Feng Lixin's low-profile sincerity will make people feel the warmth of being respected and valued.

Hetun stopped putting on his windbreaker and seemed to be trying hard to think about Feng Lixin.

What remains deep in Hetun's memory is the hideous appearance of the body that was burned beyond recognition by the fire. Feng Lixin is not the brave type, but he is extremely courageous.

Thinking about something, Hetun sat back on the sofa in the living room. It seemed that he was about to change his mind: Would it be better and more exciting if someone watched when Feng Xinglang was doing the multiple-choice questions?

"Since he has come twice, let's meet him." Hetun actually agreed to meet Feng Lixin.

Feng Lixin appeared in front of Hetun wearing simple casual clothes. Although he is thin, he is full of elegance and gentlemanly feeling.

Feng Lixin's face has recovered about 90%, and from a distance he seems to be no different from a normal person. Only when you get closer and look closely can you see that the muscles on his face are still somewhat unnatural.

Regarding the changed Feng Lixin, Hetun's eyes couldn't help but brighten a little: He is indeed a man with strong vitality and willpower! It has nothing to do with being thin or strong.

"Are you here to beg me to let Feng Xinglang's daughter go? Or are you here to ask me to let my son go?"

Hetun asked calmly. An opener that doesn’t quite feel like an opener.

“Mr.

Hetun raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a half-smile, "What can you have that I, Xing Mu, can value? Money? I have more than I can spend in a lifetime!"

"Feng Tuantuan is not Feng Xinglang's biological daughter, but mine, Feng Lixin! She is not qualified to be your bargaining chip! So, I hope you can let her go." Feng Lixin told Hetun this fact.

Hetun didn't show much interest. It seemed that it didn't matter which of the two Feng brothers Feng Tuantuan was the daughter of. What was important was that in Feng Xinglang's mind, she did not have the status of a biological daughter.

"It doesn't matter who gave birth to the baby girl, Lan Youyou or you two brothers. It still doesn't affect Feng Xinglang's choice between them! Five years ago, Feng Xinglang was between you and Lin Xue He chose you in a matter of seconds; guess what kind of choice he will make between your daughter and his own son in five years?"

Hetun's words really shocked Feng Lixin: he really didn't expect that Hetun's ultimate purpose was to make Feng Xinglang choose between the two children.

The scenes from five years ago began to linger in his mind, and Feng Lixin was still frightened by the brutality and violence in Hetun. He has experienced it first hand. Memories that are too painful to live with!

"Mr. Xing, how can you be so cruel? They are still two children, how old are they?"

Feng Lixin's voice was trembling, "Besides, Nono is still your adopted son. You have raised him for four or five years. Is it just to take advantage of this moment?"

"Actually, the multiple-choice question this time is just for a formality. Whether Feng Xinglang chooses Fifteen or not, my little Fifteen will be safe and sound."

Hetun meaningfully revealed the breakthrough point of this multiple-choice question he asked.

"What do you mean?" Feng Lixin seemed a little confused.

"You don't need to know what I mean! If you don't want your own daughter to die, then go back and persuade Feng Xinglang to choose your daughter!"

He Tun's smile spread bit by bit on his resolute and condensed face. Like a poisoned edge.

Feng Lixin still couldn't understand what Hetun wanted. But he knew clearly: No matter what choice he made, it would be extremely difficult for Feng Xinglang. One is his biological son, and the other is his niece who has been with him since childhood and is even closer than his biological daughter.

Suddenly, Feng Lixin unbuttoned his clothes, including the shirt underneath. A row of improvised bombs tied around his waist was revealed.

Hetun just glanced at it lightly, without even frowning.

"What, you want to die with me?" he asked coldly. With a hint of ridicule.

"No! This little bomb is only enough to blow me to pieces. The explosion is not very powerful and will not hurt you."

Feng Lixin said calmly. There was no trace of reckless impulse on his slightly pale handsome face.

"Oh? Then what do you mean by the human bomb you brought with you? Do you want to threaten me with your own life?"

Hetun smiled faintly, as if he felt that Feng Lixin's behavior was extremely childish.

"If Mr. Xing doesn't want my bloody body to stain your mansion, or the explosion to cause unnecessary trouble to you, Mr. Xing, then please let my daughter live."

A father's deep paternal love is vividly reflected at this moment. Humble, yet extremely noble.

Only then did Hetun take a closer look at Feng Lixin's sincere, yet heroic expression. Presumably he wanted to use his tragic death to win the police's attention to Repulse Bay.

What a pathetically stupid father!

He and his cunning and scheming brother Feng Xinglang were from completely different worlds.

"You don't need to die, and you don't need to dirty my place! Because your daughter and Fifteen have already left here."

"Li... left? You... where did you keep them?"

"In view of your sincere fatherly love, I can't let you come in vain... I can let you see your daughter before leaving!"

I really don't know whether it was his stupid, humble and pitiful father's love that moved Hetun, or Hetun had other plans. He actually gave Feng Lixin a favor, allowing him to see his daughter.

It’s just my daughter in the live feed on the screen!

On the LCD screen on the wall, Feng Xiaotuan Tuan was moaning and sobbing.

Kid Lin Nuo was standing aside.

"Brother Nuonuo... I want to go home... I miss my mama and papa!"

"You can't go back now! You can't go back until my bastard biological father finishes the multiple-choice questions about my adoptive father."

Lin Nuo wiped away the tears of the crying little ball with her little hands.

"Tuan Tuan, can you please stop crying? Brother Nuonuo, can you feed me?"

"Okay...but can Tuantuan not eat meat? Tuantuan only likes to eat vegetables and rice."

"Brother Nuonuo eats meat, and you eat vegetables." The little guy wished for it.

The two little P kids concluded the deal happily.