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　　Chapter 637: Licking your face to get the love you want

　　The SUV had already been hidden in the bushes on the road for more than 5 hours.

　　From time to time, Wei Kang would use his binoculars to look at the entrance of the Pater Castle.

　　Cong Gang only closed his eyes to rest. He didn't show any signs of impatience or eagerness. Coupled with the layer upon layer of serene forest beneath the night curtain, it was peaceful and tranquil.

　　"Boss, Lin Xueluo has been inside for five hours already, why is there still no movement?"

　　Wei Kang frowned.

　　"Why isn't there any movement? There was a big commotion! Didn't you see that Jaguar that was rus.h.i.+ng out of Pater Castle three hours ago? It is sufficient to say that Lin Xueluo has met with the Hetun! "

　　Cong Gang squinted and looked at the time on his watch. He seemed to be calculating.

　　"But I scanned through it: that Jaguar only had Xing s.h.i.+'er and Xing Si, not Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo."

　　"That's right!"

　　Cong Gang closed his eyes once again. Because it will take some time.

　　"Boss, can I go and get Feng Xinglang now?" Wei Kang turned his head and asked.

　　"Wait a little longer!" Cong Gang replied indifferently.

　　There was another long silence.

　　"Boss, do you think Feng Xinglang is really Hetun's biological son?"

　　Wei Kang was not one of those nosy people. It was just that this information was too horrifying. That was why he asked. Because if Feng Xinglang was not the Hetun's biological son, then Feng Xinglang would really be in trouble this time.

　　Not only would Feng Xinglang be in trouble, even the 'lying' Lin Xueluo might be in trouble.

　　"Why? Doesn't it look like it?" Cong Gang asked slowly.

　　Wei Kang drew his eyebrows and thought for a while. It must be trying to recall and piece together the scene of Feng Xinglang and Hetun in the same frame.

　　"If they were real father and son, how come they didn't feel a thing about each other?"

　　"My eyes have been blinded by hatred!"

　　Cong Gang sighed. It was also a form of ridicule towards the Hetun.

　　"Then how long do we have to wait? It's almost dark. "

　　To them, who were not familiar with the terrain of the Pater Castle, darkness was not a good thing.

　　"Don't worry... It should be soon! "

　　Cong Gang's fingers, which were clearly defined on the joints, habitually tapped on his leg, as if he was recording the time.