Once two girls, now are two women!

"About you and Baimo That's it? " Snow carefully asked.

"What else? It's all paid! "

Yuan Duoduo said with a bitter smile, "in the past month, I've figured out that it's worthwhile to sell my own layer of things at a sky high price of 10 million!"

"And I can use that money to do something more meaningful and valuable I'm, I'm happy. "

Xueluo knows that Yuan Duoduo's heart is suffering. She ran over yuan Duoduo's shoulder, and her two heads leaned together.

"Tell me about you. What's wrong with you again? You are driven out of your home by the little three of Lanyou again? "

It seems that he doesn't want to mention his painful past. Yuan Duoduo turns the topic and asks about xueluo.

When I think of my experience in the past more than a month, I really can't tell. It seems that everything can pierce her and make her unable to breathe.

After brewing for more than a minute, the snow slowly opened the conversation to Yuan Duoduo.

Snow fall a person really some can't afford, she needs someone to listen to her experience, and together to help her out.

It's very simple and to the point, but in order to describe the cause and effect clearly, xueluo even stated it for more than half an hour.

At first, Yuan Duoduo was shocked beyond belief. But when xueluo made clear the whole story of the past five years, Yuan Duoduo's mouth had become an "O" shape.

"You mean You've given Feng Xinglang a five-year-old boy? "

Snow nodded again. She is really sorry that she didn't tell yuan Duoduo about her son Linnuo's existence in time.

Moreover, the violence between Yuan Duoduo and Bai Mo happened suddenly, and Yuan Duoduo walked even more slowly, and the snow fell. I don't have the chance to tell her in detail.

"What's more, you let your child recognize his father's enemy and become an adopted son? Isn't that a father to a thief? "

Yuan Duoduo's question also sharpened with her voice, "Lin xueluo, you pig brain? How can you do that? "

Snow fall is completely heard out: Yuan Duoduo or toward Feng Xinglang that big cheap man.

Instead of criticizing the man for all his crimes, he was criticizing her.

"I couldn't help it at that time! If we don't obey Hetun, our life will be in danger. For the sake of children, I can bear anything! What's the point of admitting a thief to be a father? "

Standing in her own position, xueluo counterattacks yuan Duoduo's question to her.

Yuan Duoduo was silent and pouted again, "yes! A mother can do anything for her child

With a long sigh, "haven't you thought of a way to escape from that Fort pater in those five years?"

"Of course! At first, he thought he was too young, but after a while, he was five years old, and he was getting closer to his adoptive father Hetun. "

Snow also followed with a sigh.

"It seems that your little white eyed wolf has been fed by Hetun."

Yuan Duoduo twisted his eyebrows and said, "listen to what you mean: Feng Xinglang and your little white eyed wolf should have been taken back to his petburg by Hetun, right?"

"Well! Duoduo, do something for me. I'm worried to death! Now it's still wanted in Manshen city. "

The snow is really sad.

Her own child can't see face, and Feng Xinglang's life and death are uncertain; and she is trapped in Shencheng.

"The one called Hetun can make waves in Shencheng! Is it not his business to go back to his own nest? "

As an outsider, Yuan Duoduo's analysis seems to be more objective.

"Then what? Can't I just watch Feng Xinglang be killed by Hetun? "

Snow is a sigh.

Yuan Duoduo quietly looked at Lin Xue and sighed: "it seems that you are still in love with Feng Xinglang."

"What time do you say that? How to say, Feng Jiannan is also the father of my child, isn't he? "

Xueluo is not in the mood to make fun of Yuan Duoduo. She is worried to death.

Yuan Duoduo once again set his eyes on the pieced up portrait.

"You say this portrait is the villain named Hetun painted by Feng Xinglang's mother?"

The snow nodded.

"Do you think Feng Xinglang has a brain problem?"

"Duoduo, well, why do you curse?"

"Don't blame Hetun for tearing this portrait. Even I, an outsider, can't see what Feng Xinglang's mother did."

Yuan Duoduo brought her love and hate.

The snow fell silent. I don't want to comment on my mother."You said, a woman drew a picture of her ex husband Not counting my ex husband, it should be a portrait of my ex boyfriend. Then all kinds of treasures even left the portrait of their ex boyfriend as the only relic for themselves and their current boyfriend No, it should be said that it is the son of the current fighter Isn't she lacking in heart and hatred? "

Yuan Duoduo's blame shocked xueluo.

That's true!

How can a woman leave a portrait of her ex boyfriend as the only relic for her and her current boyfriend's children?

Ethically speaking, it seems that it doesn't make sense!

As Yuan Duoduo said: it's totally out of heart and hatred!

Snow seems to remember Feng Lixin said: every time Feng Xinglang arrives at the red sandalwood box, he will smash it once!

Maybe the reason why Feng Xinglang was angry was that his mother had an affair with other men?

But xueluo was sure that even if Feng Xinglang had seen the portrait, he did not recognize that the incomplete portrait was Hetun.

I don't know what happened to Lang Feng's mother

Snow also fell into the chaos.

She couldn't figure it out: did Feng's mother leave this red sandalwood box to her son, Feng Xinglang, just out of her attachment to Hetun?

So she doesn't have to leave this portrait to Feng Xinglang?

Aren't you afraid that Feng Yishan is jealous when he finds out her past?

Xueluo thinks of it again. Feng Lixin said: the blood on the portrait was splashed by his father when he vomited blood on Feng Yishan Should it be found that Feng's mother had an unforgettable experience with the man in the painting?

"Xueluo, do you think there is a possibility that Feng Xinglang is not the son of his mother and the current Jian Fu Feng Yishan, but It's from his ex boyfriend Hetun? Only in this way can we explain why she left this portrait as the only relic for her son, Feng Xinglang! "