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Chapter 547: Pitiful fatherly love

Xing Shi'er returned to the Shallow Water Bay to pick up the Hetun.

The butler was currently putting on the leather windbreaker for Hetun.

Xing Ba walked in.

"Foster father, Feng Lixin wishes to see you."

An hour ago, Xing Ba had already chased away Lan Youyou and Feng Lixin once, but he did not expect that Feng Lixin would actually return.

"He seems to have something to say to you."

After a slight pause, Xing Ba added. Feng Lixin's low attitude and sincerity, would make others feel that he was respected and valued.

Hetun stopped in his tracks as though he was thinking about Feng Lixin.

Staying in the depths of Hetun's memories was that hideous face that had been burned beyond recognition. Feng Lixin was not one of the valiant type, but he was an experienced and fearless person.

After pondering for a while, the Hetun returned to the sofa in the living room. It was as if he was prepared to change his mind: When Feng Xinglang was making multiple choice questions, if someone was watching, would the effect be better or more exciting?

"Since he has come twice, let's meet then." Hetun actually agreed with Feng Lixin.

Feng Lixin who was dressed in simple and casual clothes appeared in front of Hetun. In the midst of emaciation, it was full of elegance and a sense of gentleness.

Feng Lixin's face had already recovered to about ninety percent. From afar, he looked no different from a normal person. Only when one got closer and carefully examined him would one notice that the muscles in his face were moving in an unnatural manner.

With regards to Feng Lixin who had changed his face, Hetun's gaze could not help but brighten a little: He is indeed a man with a very tenacious vitality and willpower! It had nothing to do with how thin and strong the body was.

"Are you here to beg me to let go of Feng Xinglang's daughter? Or a son? "

The Hetun asked indifferently. It didn't seem like an opening statement.

"Mr. Xing, I have a presumptuous request to ask of you. I would like to exchange everything that I, Feng Lixin, possess for your daughter Feng Tuantuan."

Hetun raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile that was not a smile, "What do you have that I, Xing Mu, am interested in? Money? I won't be able to spend a few more lifetimes! "

"Feng Tuantuan is not Feng Xinglang's biological daughter, but mine! She's not qualified to be your bargaining chip! "Therefore, I hope that you can let her go." Feng Lixin told this fact to the Hetun.

Hetun didn't display much interest. It seemed as if Feng Tuantuan did not want the daughter of one of the brothers in the Feng Family. The most important thing was that in Feng Xinglang's eyes, she did not have the status of a biological daughter.

"It isn't important which one of you two brothers gave birth to that girl, Lan Youyou. It still could not affect Feng Xinglang choosing between the two of them! Five years ago, Feng Xinglang chose you from the relationship between you and Lin Xueluo; guess five years later, what choice will he make between your daughter and his own son? "

Hetun's words caused Feng Lixin to be fiercely stunned: He really did not think that Hetun's most important goal was to let Feng Xinglang choose between the two children.

The scene from five years ago began to spiral in his mind, causing Feng Lixin's heart to still have some lingering fear towards the brutality and brutality of Hetun. He had experienced it for himself. A painful memory!

"How can you be so cruel, Mr. Xing? Those are only two children. How old are they? "

Feng Lixin said in a trembling voice, "Furthermore, Nuonuo is still your foster son. You have raised him for four to five years, could it be that you want to use him for this moment?"

"Actually, the choice this time is just for a formality. Whether or not Feng Xinglang chooses option fifteen, my fifteen will be safe and sound. "

The Hetun revealed the breakthrough of this multiple choice question that he had meaningfully.

"What do you mean?" Feng Lixin didn't seem to understand.

"You don't need to know what I mean!" If you don't want your own daughter to die, then go back and advise Feng Xinglang and let him choose your daughter! "

Hetun's smile slowly spread across his resolute and cold face. It was like the tip of a poisonous blade.

Feng Lixin still could not understand what the Hetun was thinking at the moment. But he knew clearly: No matter what choice they make, it would be extremely difficult for Feng Xinglang. One was his own son, the other was his niece whom he had accompanied since he was young, even more so than his own daughter.

Suddenly, Feng Lixin untied the clothes on his body, along with the shirt on his body. It revealed a row of improvised bombs that were tied around his waist.

Hetun only gave him a casual glance, to the point where his eyebrows were not even furrowed.

"What? You want to perish together with me?" he asked coldly. With a hint of mockery in his tone.

"NO!" This little bomb, it's just enough to blow me into a bloody mess. The power of the explosion is not great, it will not harm you. "

Feng Lixin said calmly. On his slightly pale handsome face, there were no traces of any impulsive disregard for the consequences.

"Oh? Then what the hell do you mean by bringing that human meat with you? Do you want to use your life to threaten me? "

Hetun laughed faintly, as if he felt that Feng Lixin's actions were extremely childish.

"If Mr. Xing doesn't want my mangled body to dirty your manor or cause unnecessary trouble for you due to the explosion, then please let my daughter go."

A thick fatherly love as a father was vividly reflected at this moment. Lowly, but also incomparably noble.

Only then did Hetun carefully study Feng Lixin's sincere yet valiant look. Presumably, he wanted to use his tragic death to win the attention of the police towards Shallow Water Bay.

What a poor stupid father!

His cunning and scheming little brother Feng Xinglang was practically a person from two different worlds.

"You don't have to die, and you don't have to dirty my place! Because your daughter and Fifteen have already left this place. "

"Leave …" Left? You. Where did you put them? "

"Given your sincere fatherly love, I can't let you come here for nothing … I can let you see your daughter before you go! "

He really didn't know if it was because of his foolish and lowly fatherly love, or if Hetun had another plan. He actually bestowed a favor to Feng Lixin once, and really allowed him to see his daughter.

She was just a daughter on a live screen!

In the LCD screen on the wall, Feng Xiaozhong was softly sobbing.

Linnuo's little friend was standing at the side.

"Big Brother Nuonuo... He wanted to go home … "He's thinking of mama and papa!"

"You can't go back yet! You have to wait for my bastard father to finish the multiple choice questions for my foster father before you can go back. "

Linnuo used her small hands to wipe away the tears on the small ball.

"Bundle, can you stop crying? Big Brother Nuonuo will feed you, okay? "

"Alright... But can you not eat meat? Clubs only likes to eat vegetables and rice. "

"Then big brother Nuonuo will eat meat, you eat food." The little guy wished for nothing more.

The two little kids happily made a deal.