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Chapter 435: Could it be … Feng Xinglang's mother?
The little fellow's childish eyes flashed with an incredible light of surprise.
Xueluo seemed to be unable to understand his son's words:
What do you mean 'a big sister who looks like me'?
Did it mean that there was a little girl who looked very similar to her son Linnuo?
A little girl who looked like her son Linnuo? It seems... That's unlikely, isn't it?
Could it be that someone else had given birth to a child for Feng Xinglang?
Xueluo couldn't help but think of something: Even if Lan Youyou gave birth to a daughter for Feng Xinglang, she should still be a little sister!
Could it be that Lan Youyou had returned to the Pater Castle?
"Nuonuo, where did you see that big sister of yours?"
"In a dark house! Just a candle. That big sister never spoke. "
Xueluo was completely shocked by his son's words. Because she knew that her son Linnuo would not lie to her. If you see it, you see it.
"That big sister... What's your name? Is he taller than Nuonuo? "
Xueluo patiently asked his son Linnuo. He wanted to help the little fellow explain the situation.
"He's much taller than Nuonuo … Almost as tall as Mommy! Beautiful! "
The little fellow could not help but praise. Seemingly feeling that his words were inappropriate, the little fellow added:
"Of course, she's still not as beautiful as my mother! My mommy is the most beautiful woman in the world! "
This little pony did it!
Her son, Linnuo's, words surprised Xueluo yet again: A big sister who was about the same height as her son, Linnuo, who looked very much like him?
Oh my god, could it be Feng Xinglang's twin sister?
But he had never heard Feng Lixin and Feng Xinglang say that they had a little sister!
Xueluo only knew that Feng Xinglang was an illegitimate child and he really didn't know whether he had a sister or not.
Even if there was, why would it be in the Pater Castle? Furthermore, Xueluo had never seen such a woman in the Pater Castle!
"That big sister... What did they say? " Xueluo asked again.
The little guy shook his head, "Big sister hasn't said a word and hasn't moved either! Just stand there, not moving at all! "
Not moving?
Xueluo was suspicious, "Did big sister speak to your foster father?"
There were some forbidden grounds in the Pater Castle that Xueluo could not enter. The place that Xueluo could go to wasn't as good as his son Linnuo.
"Nor!" Big Sis ignored everyone and just stood there motionlessly! "
"Just stand there without moving? Nuonuo, are you sure you saw a living person and not a portrait? "
Xueluo was truly curious. How could there be a woman who looked so much like her son Linnuo living in Pater Castle?
"How can it be a picture? Have you ever seen a painting of someone wearing clothes? "
With his IQ being suspected, the little guy started to argue anxiously.
After being fed some red wine by the Hetun, the little guy's face was completely red. Seemingly a little sleepy from the question, the little fellow kept yawning.
"Mommy, I'm sleepy. I need to feel it."
"Mommy will carry Nuonuo to sleep now!"
Xueluo did not continue asking, he carried his slightly drunk son and headed downstairs to his bedroom.
But in the corridor in the bedroom, Xueluo, who was hugging a little fellow, walked up to the tipsy Hetun.
"Give me the fifteenth!"
Just as Hetun opened his mouth, Xueluo could smell the smell of alcohol in his mouth.
"Mr. Xing, Nuonuo … "Fifteen is asleep. Let him go find you in the morning."
Xueluo tactfully rejected Hetun. She was worried that the drunk Hetun was unfathomable.
"Give me the fifteenth!"
Hetun raised his voice and shouted. The muscles on his resolute face twitched.
Xueluo was afraid, but for the sake of her son Linnuo's safety, she was brave.
"Mr. Xing, you're drunk. Fifteen nights of wild sleep, and I'm afraid he'll disturb your rest. "
"Give me the fifteenth!"
Hetun repeated again, coldly. With this action, he directly snatched little friend Linnuo away from Xueluo's embrace.
Xueluo did not dare to fight with Hetun, she was afraid that she would pull her son Linnuo's leg. He could only watch as Hetun carried the little fellow who had fallen asleep away from him.
Hetun staggered as he left, while Xueluo watched with trepidation from the back. She chased after him for a few steps, but discovered that although Hetun's steps were unstable, he still had the little fellow in his arms firmly held to him.
Xueluo did not dare to continue chasing after Hetun, but he could not be at ease either.
After thinking about it, Xueluo decided to look for Xing Shi'er.
Five years of transformation had turned Xing Shi'er from a clean and white youth into a handsome adult male.
When he saw Xing Shi'er in the winter rain that year, he was not even eighteen years old yet, and was still thin and frail.
Xueluo lightly knocked on the door to Xing Shi'er's room. She rarely went downstairs to look for any of the foster son s. Under normal circumstances, she would only stay on the third floor, only coming downstairs during the day.
The moment he opened the door, although he was clearly wearing pajamas, the moment Xing Shi'er, who had just finished bathing, saw him, his face still turned red.
Xueluo didn't know what had caused this youth in front of him to walk the path of no return, but Xueluo still felt pity for him.
"Twelve, your foster father was drunk, and he even forcefully carried Nuonuo over to him … I am worried that Nuonuo will disturb your foster father's rest. Can you come to your foster father's room and take a look? "
Xueluo was truly worried for his son Linnuo's safety. The little guy was her everything, her spiritual support, more important than her life.
Xing Shi'er's handsome face darkened and he increased his breath slightly, "Today is my godmother's day! Let's not disturb my foster father! "
What … What? Today is your day... The day of sacrifice for the godmother? "
Xueluo was startled. No wonder the Hetun looked so abnormal today. So the Hetun had an unforgettable love life!
"Don't worry, my foster father is in pain for fifteen years." Fifteen would definitely be fine. Fifteen, please stay with my foster father tonight. "
Xing Shi'er's words carried a little pleading.
Although Xueluo was still worried about his son Linnuo, he had no choice but to nod his head and agree.
Returning to his room, Xueluo suddenly remembered what his son Linnuo had said just now: A big sister who looks like him!
Could that big sister be the foster mother that Xing Shi'er spoke of?
Hetun's wife?
Furthermore, he even looks very much like his son, Linnuo …
Could it be … Feng Xinglang's mother?
If the adopted mother that Xing Shi'er was referring to was really Feng Xinglang's mother, then that meant that the sketch Feng Xinglang's mother left him was of the Hetun!
The more Xueluo thought about it, the more he felt that the incomplete portrait was really drawn like a Hetun! Especially the thin scar at the end of the eye.
But this little guy is calling me big sister. This age … It seemed like there was a lot of traffic in and out!
Xueluo seemed to recall his son saying that "big sister" again. He did not say a single word, and only stood there without moving an inch?
It wasn't a painting, and he was wearing clothes!
The more Xueluo thought about it, the stranger it became.