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Chapter 624 - Feng Xinglang, where are you courting death?
at least eighty percent certain that Feng Xinglang should be the biological son of the Hetun.
This also explained to him why Feng mother had left her son Feng Xinglang's portrait of the former lover, as the only thing that she had left behind.
And why did Feng Yishan dislike the illegitimate child, Feng Xinglang, so much …
And the blood he splattered on the portrait!
Presumably, Feng Yishan had discovered something.
Feng Xinglang... Xinglang = Xing Lang. It was enough to see just how much effort Feng's mother had put into naming her son.
Only, Xueluo never dared to think about it: Feng Xinglang would be the blood and flesh of the Hetun!
Most likely, the Hetun herself had never thought of this.
Other than hatred, there was only hatred in Hetun's eyes! He had been blinded by hatred.
Why Feng Xinglang's mother would do this, even disregarding her own reputation and infamy, to become the love of a married man that was sealed within a mountain, Xueluo did not know. But she could understand Mama Feng.
Just like how she was back then: In order to protect the little girl in her stomach, she was almost turned into a shadow in front of Lan Youyou.
"Why Siamu? If Feng Xinglang was really the son of the Hetun, shouldn't it be Ah He or Ah Tun? Are we wrong? "
Yuan Duoduo was still immersed in her unfathomable thoughts.
Of course she wouldn't know: The Hetun was a globefish, and there was another name that most people wouldn't know: Xing Mu!
If Feng Xinglang was really Hetun's biological son, then what was Hetun doing now? Poisonous Tiger Eater?
Xueluo became even more uneasy: If Feng Xinglang really allowed his own father to injure him to death, and Hetun killed his own son, this life would be filled with endless sorrow.
Therefore, what Xueluo needed to do now was to first leave this place, and then rush back to the Pater Castle to stop the Hetun.
A minute later, Feng Xinglang would have sixty seconds of hatred for Feng Xinglang. An insurmountable ravine had already formed between the father and son. It was filled to the brim with the seeds of hatred!
Xueluo grabbed the lawyer's hand, "Lawyer, help me, quickly bail me out."
The lawyer shook his head helplessly, "Your case involves political factors. Normal people can't bail you out. You'll only be able to come out when the case is cleared up. "