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Chapter 620: You're too emotional!
Xueluo could clearly feel that when the Hetun was tearing apart the portrait left behind by his mother, his rough hands were trembling.
It was a relic of his beloved woman.
However, in the eyes of the Hetun, it was also the fuse that ignited the shame of the Hetun, by witnessing it and reminding him of it.
Therefore, the furious Hetun tore the portrait underneath his uncontrollable hostility.
The portrait was not spared but fortunately, Xueluo managed to snatch it away in time. It avoided the continuing violence from the Hetun.
"Stop!" Throw this woman out for me! "
Hetun's voice was hoarse as he tried his best to control his emotions.
Or perhaps, he didn't want Lin Xueluo to see him in a pitiful state.
To a formidable person like Hetun, the betrayal of his beloved woman was an unspeakable humiliation.
For the sake of foster son 15, it was already very merciful of her not to kill Lin Xueluo.
The anti-riot vehicle steadily stopped. Xing Shi'er who was in the front passenger seat had a serious expression.
He could tell that Lin Xueluo had touched upon the painful point that the foster father Hetun had covered up for twenty to thirty years.
"Mr. Xing, please don't throw me out of the car …" Bring me back to Pater Castle with you! From now on, I will not disobey you! Please, I can't do without my child. "Mister Xing!"
Xueluo held onto the few pieces of paper that Hetun had torn into pieces with one hand and tightly hugged onto Hetun's calf with the other as he sobbed and pleaded.
Xing Shi'er did not let the pleading Xueluo continue to pester her. He quickly grabbed one of her arms and pulled her away from foster father Hetun's legs, then threw her down the carriage.
It was not because Xing Shi'er was unreasonable, but because foster father Hetun, who was stabbed in the heart, was dangerous.
Maybe it would be safer for her to get the crying and tangled Lin Xueluo out of the car.
Xueluo had left the carriage, but before he could get up, the anti-riot vehicle had already left.
Looking at the anti-riot vehicle that was about to leave, Xueluo wanted to cry but had no tears.
What a tyrant! No wonder mother Feng had left him that time! Xueluo thought grudgingly.
Thinking about Feng Mu, Xueluo rubbed his painful knees, then moved to the side of the street and roughly pieced together the few pieces of paper in his hands.
Fortunately, it could be roughly pieced together into the original form.
In other words, the Hetun at that time did not actually want to tear the only thing left behind from his beloved woman.
Looking at the portraits that were torn into pieces by the Hetun, Xueluo let out a long sigh: Not only did his last hope fail once again, it almost destroyed the only relic that his mother had left him!
It should be the entrance to the highway soon. There weren't many cars on the road.
Xueluo sat next to Lu Ya in a daze, for a moment, not knowing where he should go.
His son Linnuo was a Pater Castle that was tens of thousands of kilometers away, yet he himself was unable to grow wings and fly over … Even if she flew over, the Tyrant would not agree to let her see his son Linnuo's face.
Xueluo began to sob helplessly, as she sobbed softly.
At this moment, Xueluo felt that he was in a more miserable state than ever before: It was as if he had been completely abandoned by the world!
After seeing a high speed patrol car, Xueluo suddenly climbed up from the street corner and sat down.
Because she suddenly remembered: She was still a 'substitute criminal'. To put it seriously, she was a 'wanted criminal'.
This Hetun, really had the ability to use evil schemes. He had clearly placed Feng Xinglang under house arrest in the basement, yet he dared to frame her as a fake police officer?
Looks like Old Chu and himself have fallen for the Hetun's schemes.
While cursing in his heart the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Hetun, Xueluo walked towards the city center with his stomach rumbling with hunger.
Fortunately, there were good people in this world. Xueluo got on a ride and headed towards the city center.
Xueluo had already decided: No matter what, he had to return to the Pater Castle. Hetun didn't want him to see his son, Linnuo. But Xueluo knew that his son was definitely hoping for her, his mother, to return to his side.
If he wanted to return to the Pater Castle, Xueluo couldn't climb the mountain or get involved with the water. To travel by plane, one must first obtain the relevant documents.
Seeing that there was a police car parked outside the courtyard of Feng Family's villa, Xueluo did not dare to linger, nor did he dare to enter.
The only one who could return was Yuan Duoduo.
If not for the fact that Yuan Duoduo had left her house to live in occasionally, Xueluo would really be living on the streets.
When he went to get the key from the old lady's house, it was time for lunch. Under the warm welcome of the old lady, Xueluo shamelessly stayed behind to eat a full meal.
When he returned to Yuan Duoduo's hut once again, he was already exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to cry.
The portraits were pieced together again, but Xueluo lost confidence and hope.
Mother Feng, I am truly sorry that I was unable to use your remnants to save your son!
Thinking about his own son, Xueluo's eyes became misty again. I don't know if this little thing had the same hard time thinking about her, this mother of his, as well?
Of course, little Linnuo would kiss her mother!
Xing Ba, who was about to go crazy from all the ruckus, finally got the little guy to personally answer the satellite phone from the foster father Hetun.
Under Xing Ba's strategy of delaying the battle, the little guy had been quite well-behaved these past few days.
Xueluo fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.
The unspeakable suffering caused Xueluo's dream to become a nightmare.
There was a light on in the living room, which could be seen from the downstairs of the residential complex.
Xueluo was awoken by the sound of the doorbell. Instinctively, she thought that the police had called her here to force her to return to the police station and learn more about the fake police.
The terrified Xueluo did not dare to open the door.
She still had to go back to the Pater Castle to find her son.
"Xueluo, are you at home? I am Duo Duo, Yuan Duoduo. "
A voice came from outside the door, causing Xueluo's anxious heart to instantly relax.
It's Yuan Duoduo! Xueluo saw it from the peephole.
The moment he opened the door, he saw the travel worn Yuan Duoduo, he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart and immediately hugged Yuan Duoduo who had returned in the middle of the night.
In comparison to Xueluo's crying, Yuan Duoduo was much calmer.
She gently patted Xueluo's back, and said with a tearful voice, "What's wrong? I didn't even cry, and you cried first? "
"Duo Duo, so many days …" Where the hell have you been? They're all so worried for me! "
Xueluo sobbed silently. Perhaps at this moment, Yuan Duoduo's return was undoubtedly the light of hope in a hopeless situation for her.
"You've been gone for five years, and I've never blamed you; how many days have I been gone? Aren't you being too emotional! "
Yuan Duoduo was still the same as always, smiling and teasing. However, his words and actions seemed to have experienced a long century of vicissitudes.
"Duo Duo... I really miss you! "
Xueluo hugged Yuan Duoduo again, and started crying uncontrollably.
"Alright, Lin Xueluo! This is my house, can I trouble you to let me in first for a drink of water? "
Xueluo shook his head and hugged Yuan Duoduo even tighter.
"What, did you lose again at Lan Youyou's place and come to my place to secretly shed tears?"
Seemingly not wanting to let their two best friends meet each other in such a sentimental way, Yuan Duoduo joked.