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　　Chapter 436 - Emotionlessness? Is hypocrisy not hypocrisy?

　　This night was destined to be a tangled one.

　　Initially, she was conflicted over who the big sister in her son's mouth was. After that, it was not easy for her to fall asleep, but that man called Feng Xinglang started to come out of her dreams non-stop.

　　Whether it was a cold face, or a handsome face with an evil charm, her dreams were in a mess.

　　When Xueluo woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. The s.h.i.+ning Pater Castle became even more magnificent, comparable to a castle in a fairy tale.

　　Nuonuo!

　　Xueluo immediately woke up from his drowsiness. When she was almost rolling and crawling, she heard her son's childish laughter coming from the lawn outside the Pater Castle.

　　Xueluo immediately opened the window and saw the little guy playing football with Hetun and the others. Presumably, the Old Four was being toyed with again, and was holding on to the pain of the fall, all sorts of grievances were being forced to the side.

　　Xueluo couldn't help but think of Xing San. The man who threw them a life buoy at sea!

　　If it weren't for the life buoy, they would have already been buried in the icy cold sea water.

　　But where did Xing San go? Would he be executed secretly by the Hetun?

　　For someone like the Hetun, who could not even tolerate sand in his eyes, it was hard to say if Xing San was dead or alive!

　　Xueluo thought about it for an entire night. It seemed that there was only one explanation that fit the "big sister" his son spoke of and the "adopted mother" Xing s.h.i.+'er spoke of.

　　That was it: in the dark room where only the candles were lit, a waxwork of clothes stood motionless. And the wax statue's appearance, was exactly the same as Feng Xinglang's mother when she was young! That's why the little guy called her 'big sister' and said she looked like him!

　　In fact, it was not strange at all: Feng Xinglang looked very much like his mother, and his son, Linnuo, looked very much like Feng Xinglang.

　　Simply put: a grandson who looks like his grandmother!

　　If his guess was right, then this meant that for the past twenty odd years, the Hetun had always been accompanying Feng Xinglang's mother, the wax statue?

　　What kind of infatuation was this?

　　Xueluo really couldn't understand what had happened between him and Feng Xinglang's mother, Hetun, and Feng Yishan when Feng Xinglang was young. But just based on the infatuation Hetun had towards her, Feng Xinglang's mother should have been moved!