One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　"No way!"

　　Xing San said with a stern voice as he held Lan Youyou who was so weak that he couldn't even muster a bit of strength, and hugged him tightly in his embrace, "Girl, you have to take good care of your illness! Do you understand? Third brother will only bring you to meet our daughter after you've recovered from your illness … "

　　It was just as Cong Gang had said: Xing San killing his way back to the Shen City to take Lan Youyou away, was undoubtedly fighting with his own life!

　　Because the pursuers behind him, were not only Feng Xinglang, who wanted to lead the life of his niece to safety, but also Hetun, who was worried about his own son's safety. And if Hetun were to make his move, it would definitely be a large group of people, enough for Xing San to not be able to escape unscathed!

　　If he had a choice, Xing San hoped that the first one who found him would be Feng Xinglang!

　　It was because the two chips in his possession, especially Feng Tuantuan's, would be even more effective against Feng Xinglang!

　　Xing San knew very well that the foster father Hetun was a ruthless person! The two chips in his hands simply had no effect on the Hetun!

　　More than a thousand methods in the Hetun had tortured him until Xing San told him Feng Tuantuan's whereabouts!

　　But Feng Xinglang would never risk his niece's life!

　　… ….

　　Before he left for Bangkok, Feng Xinglang had called his own woman many times. The signal was clearly connected, but Xueluo still did not pick up. Through this roundabout way, Feng Xinglang found out that the woman and child were sent to Pater Castle by the Hetun.

　　More or less, Xueluo was intentionally ignoring her husband, Feng Xinglang.

　　"Mommy, why didn't you pick up my b.a.s.t.a.r.d dad's phone call?"

　　Linnuo pouted and asked, "It's fine if you don't want to pick up the phone, but why aren't you letting your own son call that b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father?"

　　"Your father is looking for the whereabouts of your little sister! We can't disturb him and drag him down. "

　　Xueluo mumbled as she looked out the window at the beautiful scenery of the forest which was gradually being dyed by the sunset. It was as if she had returned to six years ago, when she was being temporarily imprisoned in the Pater Castle.

　　Perhaps the only change was that she, Lin Xueluo, and her son's ident.i.ties: a daughter-in-law who became Hetun, and a biological grandson who became Hetun!