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Chapter 480: You won't be able to run away this time?
Why was this man here?
How did he know that he was supposed to meet Yuan Duoduo in this tea house?
Xueluo believed that Yuan Duoduo would definitely not leak it out.
Feng Xinglang's footsteps were leisurely, like a cheetah strolling in the forest, patrolling his territory arrogantly; then, he saw Lin Xueluo, the little prey that had accidentally entered his territory.
Or perhaps, he had already ambushed her for a long time!
Looking at the man's flirtatious smile, Xueluo felt that he was extremely cheap! She really wanted to ruthlessly beat this man, to let go of the grievances and suffering she had suffered during these past few years with her son Linnuo.
But Xueluo didn't seem to be bothered to argue with this man. He had Lan Youyou, and also had their common daughter. She, Lin Xueluo, and her son Linnuo would never be able to go back. The little hope he had in his heart was gone!
"Come to tea early in the morning? I'm in a good mood! "
Feng Xinglang said leisurely. Behind the melody, however, was a faint sense of sadness.
What morning? It was already past ten. Xueluo was too lazy to argue about anything insignificant with this man.
"Where's Yuan Duoduo?"
Xueluo chided, "As a man, you use such a despicable method to make life difficult for a little woman who can never stop herself. Feng Xinglang, you are truly despicable and shameless to the extreme!"
While reprimanding and ridiculing Feng Xinglang, Xueluo's gaze began to carefully search the man's body. When Hetun talked about yesterday's banquet, his son Linnuo had already given him a crossbow arrow.
Alright, he had no choice but to admit that he was being despicable again. Why are you still concerned about this man? He was courting death!
"Yuan Duoduo was implicated by you. You should reflect on your own actions! "
Feng Xinglang approached Xueluo step by step; Xueluo instinctively retreated.
As he retreated, Xueluo discovered that he was doing something very stupid. This was because there was only one way out, which was the staircase behind Feng Xinglang. What he had to do was to think of a way to escape, not to retreat and force himself into a dead end.
"I have nothing to reflect on! The one who should be reflecting is you, Feng Xinglang! "
Xueluo began to calculate his escape route: First, he would lure Feng Xinglang up to the second floor. Only in the spacious second floor, would he be able to avoid Feng Xinglang.
"Lin Xueluo, you actually said that you have nothing to reflect on?"
Feng Xinglang snorted, the originally relaxed and charming handsome face instantly darkened, as though he was enveloped in a ball of evil Qi.
"You beat up my child, yet you still dare to be so indifferent?"
Why did this man's face change so suddenly! Just a moment ago, she was unruly and flirtatious, but in the blink of an eye, her face was filled with hostility?
"Then what posture do you want me to take? Weeping? Or is it despondency? "
Xueluo scoffed. She really couldn't stand this man's arrogance. Why couldn't she be a bit more arrogant?
"You should confess! Use your life to repent! "
Feng Xinglang bit the word and said. Every time one of them mentioned the child who had died prematurely, they would see a Feng Xinglang who had almost gone berserk.
"Confession? Why should I repent? The one who should repent is you, Feng Xinglang! "
Xueluo refuted. She really didn't think she had anything to repent about. And this man's cold and ruthless appearance, as well as his random violent lynching, or the words he wanted to add to his crimes, made Xueluo hate him endlessly.
Why should he, Feng Xinglang, do anything? Who gave him such authority?
Seeing that the man was able to move freely and even reprimand him, and that his son Linnuo's arrow shouldn't have harmed his vitals, Xueluo didn't pay any more attention to the condition of his injuries and only thought about how he should escape from under this man's nose.
It's not easy! A man's muscular physique was like a human wall. Martial power definitely wouldn't work, and one could only rely on their intelligence.
Xueluo retreated again and again, and then leaned against a chair behind him.
Xueluo thought: When Feng Xinglang wasn't prepared, he would swing his chair towards him, and there would be a chance for him to win and escape.
"Since you do not know how to repent, then I will help you repent!"
Feng Xinglang moved closer to Xueluo; in a moment of fear, Xueluo immediately threw the chair towards Feng Xinglang's upper body.
However, it was snatched away by Feng Xinglang effortlessly, and he flung the chair far, far away.
After the fear passed, Xueluo wanted to rush over to Feng Xinglang's side.
Just as Xueluo was about to rush past Feng Xinglang's body, a 'click' sounded. Xueluo felt a chill on her left wrist, and her steps were abruptly stopped.
Xueluo instinctively turned his head to look: There was actually an additional shining handcuff on his left wrist?
With another 'clack' sound, the other end of the handcuffs buckled onto Feng Xinglang's right hand. He then pulled out the key and threw it out of the window. His movements were extremely smooth, so fast that Xueluo did not even have time to react.
Xueluo instinctively wanted to run towards the window to see where the key Feng Xinglang threw to was, but he found it difficult to move an inch.
Feng, Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?
Xueluo shook the handcuffs on his wrist, anxious and angry.
"This handcuffs was specially made for you, Lin Xueluo! To help you repent! I will repent with you! "
Feng Xinglang said leisurely. Leaning on the edge of the sofa, he looked a little tired.
"Feng Xinglang, you lunatic! Did you take the wrong medicine? Open this thing! "
Xueluo was instantly on fire, he shook the handcuffs on his hands with all his might, and pulled with all his might. All that was gained was futile.
This shining metal was not something that Lin Xueluo could pull away with his bare hands.
Seeing Lin Xueluo who was so anxious that he was about to jump up and down, Feng Xinglang laughed indifferently, "This time, you won't be able to escape, right? Lin Xueluo, I said it before, I will use my remaining life to fight you to the death! "
Although the man was smiling, the depths of his eyes remained calm and cold.
A feeling of revulsion pervaded every cell in his body.
The 'premature death' of a child, had tortured him, Feng Xinglang, for an entire five years. In these five years, Feng Xinglang's soul was deeply trapped in a bottomless, ice-cold abyss, unable to find an exit for his soul.
And her, Lin Xueluo? Even after viciously beating up his child, she was still able to act as if nothing had happened.
She had become more mature and graceful, yet she did not show the slightest regret for her own cruel actions back then!
Feng Xinglang could not tolerate this woman being so heartless.
He wanted her to ache with him! Confession together!
Was this man going crazy?