If not for foster father Hetun, Xing s.h.i.+'er would have added, "I will fully support you!"

　　Hetun was only a vicious eye, but Xing s.h.i.+'er had given in. They did not dare to make a ruckus, nor did they dare to.

　　With tears in his eyes, Xueluo stared fixedly at the man with a bare upper body;

　　Feng Xinglang's heart, was in pain.

　　He wanted to hug the weeping woman, but the resistance in her eyes made him stop.

　　"Xueluo, I was wrong … I shouldn't have been greedy. I shouldn't have just let those women have an affair with me. I really am a b.a.s.t.a.r.d! "

　　The man brought his chest closer to her. "If a single cut from me can make you feel better, then I'm really willing to accept it."

　　Xueluo clenched his teeth, and held onto the kitchen knife even more tightly.

　　"Are you raising your father like this!?" Xueluo, if you want to cut me, cut me! "

　　Seeing that Xueluo was showing signs of hacking, the Hetun immediately blocked in front of his son Feng Xinglang. This time, Hetun didn't try to seize the blade, but rather, had chosen to block the blade for his son out of love.

　　"Hetun! It's none of your business here! Get out of my way! "

　　Feng Xinglang pushed Hetun a little, "I did not have a biological father like you in the past, but now, I don't have one!"

　　Feng Xinglang's cold att.i.tude made the Hetun this kind of protective action that wasn't enough to please him.

　　"Feng Xinglang! I hate you! But I hate myself even more! "

　　Xueluo sobbed and roared, "I don't know how many times I have been humiliated by you, but I still shamelessly and deeply love you! I am the most shameless woman in the world! "No matter how much you trample on my self-esteem, I still love you …"

　　"Xueluo..."

　　The man's heart ached, and he took a step forward, wanting to embrace the weeping woman.

　　"Don't come near me!"

　　Xueluo reprimanded, and then placed the kitchen knife once again against his own neck, "Just based on the things that you, Feng Xinglang, have done to me, even if I had to marry you a hundred times, it is still not enough. But I really can't bear to part with Nuonuo and the bugs. Even more so, I can't bear for the two brothers to lose my mother! "They're still so young …"

　　Xueluo was choked with sobs.

　　"Xueluo, I'm sorry! I was wrong. Just chop me up! "

　　Feng Xinglang rushed forward, holding his wife's wrist, which was holding onto her neck with a blade, against his chest.

　　He then forcefully pulled his wife's hand, causing the blade to cut open a four to five-centimeter long wound along the lines of his skin …

　　"Don't... No! "No!"