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　　Chapter 491 - What a coincidence, my father is also called Feng Xinglang!

　　Actually, Old Chu also knew this: For the past five years, Feng Xinglang had always been closed off to himself.

　　That 'dead' child, was even more so a little bit of pain that he couldn't touch. Everyone was very careful not to mention it in front of him.

　　It was possible that Old Chu's eyes were too sharp and ruthless: While others were praising Hetun's Fifteen, he was focused on the little fellow's words and actions. At that time, Old Chu did not think too much about it.

　　It wasn't until that Little Fifteen and Feng Xinglang appeared in the same frame, that Old Chu discovered: If the little guy's eye-catching head of the toilet bowl could be covered, the similarity between Feng Xinglang and him could be up to seventy to eighty percent …

　　Seeing Feng Xinglang instantly explode, Old Chu felt that it was inconvenient to seek self-deprecation. He couldn't just a.s.sume that the little brat was Feng Xinglang's biological son just because he looked so much like Feng Xinglang, right?

　　What's more, wasn't Lin Xueluo beating the child in his womb back then? And Feng Xinglang was also present at that time!

　　Thus, Old Chu chose to leave wisely.

　　"Wait!" "Old Chu, what did you just say?"

　　Feng Xinglang stopped Old Chu, who was about to reach the door.

　　He should have been able to tell from Old Chu's words that he was referring to the fifteenth foster son.

　　Old Chu stopped and slightly turned around, glancing at Feng Xinglang who was behind the huge desk, he smiled, "I think I'm too old for this!"

　　Then, he let out a long sigh, "I'm old, useless!"

　　Old Chu's words were slightly sour. or perhaps it was because Feng Xinglang had shouted at him earlier.

　　Old Chu did not blame Feng Xinglang for disrespecting his elder, but he felt that the reappearance of the Hetun caused him to be somewhat powerless. Therefore, it was better to avoid trouble.

　　Old Chu's departure caused Feng Xinglang to ponder deeply: Just now, Old Chu said that the little toilet seat's head looked like his?

　　However, the head of the 'small toilet bowl' was actually the foster son of the Hetun …

　　Feng Xinglang clearly knew that he had not sowed any seeds for women other than Lin Xueluo.

　　When Ye Nian came in, Feng Xinglang was still thinking about what Old Chu had just said to himself.

　　"During that time, you came at the right time, didn't you think that the fifteenth foster son of the Hetun, that little pot head, would have that kind of appearance … Like me? "