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　　Chapter 490 - The Little toilet seat cover looks like Feng Xinglang

　　This night, Xueluo nearly suffered.

　　From the moment he was forced to marry into the Feng Family, to when he was deceived and played around with by Feng Xinglang again and again in the endless purgatory.

　　Can you say that isn't a typical experience of pain and happiness?

　　Therefore, Xueluo slept very late, and probably only closed her eyes that had been drenched in her own tears in the middle of the night, when it was almost two or three in the morning.

　　The next day.

　　When Linnuo went into Mommy's room, she was fast asleep. Between his brows, he could still faintly feel pain and sadness.

　　Linnuo did not wake his mother up. Instead, he stood by the side and looked at her exhausted face.

　　Slowly, the little guy leaned over and kissed Mommy on the cheek. The light and the light, very sensible did not disturb Mummy.

　　Perhaps you could tell from the frown between Mommy's eyebrows that she had slept very late last night and had not slept well.

　　Thinking of something, the little guy stepped off the shoes on his feet, panting as he climbed up. Then, he carefully lifted a corner of the duvet, and gently held onto Mommy Xueluo's left hand.

　　On Xueluo's left hand, because he had been handcuffed for a long time yesterday, it was still bruised. It was a stark contrast to Xueluo's fair skin.

　　The little guy was feeling sorry for Xueluo. He knew that for his safety and health, his mother Xueluo had always been imprisoned inside the Pater Castle, unable to leave.

　　In the past, the little guy had also thought that one day, if he was stronger than the foster father Hetun, he would be saved by his mother from the Pater Castle …

　　However, after seeing what his son of a b.i.t.c.h had done to his mother, the little guy felt that the foster father Hetun was already kind to his mother. The little guy also wanted to change the situation between him and Mommy, but he was too young.

　　The little guy caressed the bruise on Xueluo's left wrist lightly, and the tears in his eyes uncontrollably rolled down.

　　If it were not for the fact that she wanted to find her father, her mother would not have followed foster father Hetun to Shen City.

　　Then he wouldn't be captured by that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang!

　　He had even handcuffed and locked his own mom and dad, and had even bitten her until she was covered in blood.

　　How could that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang treat his own mother like this?

　　The little fellow remembered right after: That b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang already had another woman! Furthermore, he even had a daughter that he doted on to the bone!