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Xing San slowly began his negotiations with Feng Xinglang.

Originally, Xing San had only wanted to bring the news of Lin Xueluo\'s pregnancy with him, so that he would be biased towards the multiple choice questions he had with the foster father Hetun.

Xing San was not interested in the enmity between Feng Xinglang and Hetun.

But from how hard he tried to persuade Feng Xinglang and his mother to choose Lin Xueluo, it could not be seen that his true goal was only for Lan Youyou to give up on Feng Xinglang!

If Feng Xinglang could choose Lin Xueluo and her son, then they would be able to go in pairs and Lan Youyou would be able to give up!

This was the ultimate goal of Xing San!

Feng Xinglang was slightly startled, as he could not seem to understand the specific meaning behind the \'little one in his stomach\'.

So he asked, "What did you say? The little one in Lin Xueluo\'s stomach? "What do you mean?"

"You\'re a father! Lin Xueluo is nearly four months pregnant! "

As Xing San talked more clearly and easily about the subject, he also asked a question in return with doubt:

"You didn\'t just find out about Lin Xueluo\'s pregnancy, did you?"

Xing San asked with a bit of sarcasm. It was only the day before he kidnapped Lin Xueluo that he found out that she was Feng Xinglang\'s wife, not Feng Lixin\'s!

Lin Xueluo is pregnant? That silly Tiantian is actually pregnant?

Especially when Xing San said the phrase \'you\'re a father\', Feng Xinglang felt an excited feeling spread from his heart to his four limbs, and entered into every cell.

Feng Xinglang did his best to suppress the wild excitement as he lightly sipped from the cup of tea in front of him.

On the surface, his heart was as calm as a mirror, seemingly without a single ripple.

However, that cup of tea had betrayed his heart!

The tea in the cup slightly rippled due to the hand holding it.

This clearly showed that the hand was not calm. This proved that the owner of this hand was not calm either.

After drinking a mouthful of tea, Feng Xinglang calmly said:

"My husband doesn\'t even know that his wife is pregnant. Isn\'t your story too full of holes?"

Feng Xinglang said calmly. From Xing San\'s actions, he was able to determine whether or not the news he brought was real or fake.

"That can only mean your grief as a husband!" Xing San scoffed.

Was he sad? It was truly sad!

Feng Xinglang knew clearly that with Xing San\'s identity, there was no way she would take such a risk to come and make up a story to deceive him!

He was Lin Xueluo\'s husband. If Xing San made up a lie about being pregnant, it would be very easy for it to be exposed!

Almost four months pregnant?

He was almost four months pregnant!

As if only now did Feng Xinglang realize:

Why did that silly woman keep asking him if he liked children!

Why did that silly Tiantian always let him touch her stomach, and not let him leave while hugging his hand!

Why when he touched her waist, he felt as thin as her, but there was a lot of skin at her waist!

Why …

It turned out that the foolish woman had already displayed so many warnings in front of him, but he still didn\'t notice it!

Because his eyes and heart had long ago been blinded by hatred!

Just as Hetun had predicted: he was looking for revenge as if he had gone mad!

The Hetun wanted to make those who were still alive wish they were dead! Only then would he be able to answer his anticipated goal!

"What, you still don\'t believe that Lin Xueluo is pregnant?"

Xing San scoffed once again. He could not understand how a husband could be so confused without knowing that his wife was four months pregnant.

"Surely you\'ve brought me convincing evidence?"

Feng Xinglang could not ask back. He believed that Xing San would not come here empty-handed. He must have brought evidence that he believed enough.

What Xing San gave Feng Xinglang was a video of him doing the safe delivery test, and a recording of his conversation with Xing San.

Although Feng Xinglang couldn\'t really see through it, nor could he understand the abstract pattern displayed on that B-ultrasound machine, his intuition told him that it was a new life in the process of being born!

Feng Xinglang\'s heart could no longer remain calm, he finished all the tea in the cup.

Blue veins popped out on the back of his tightly clenched fist. His knuckles went white and creaked.

"Aren\'t you surprised?"

Xing San with his high cheekbones smiled sinisterly, it felt like he was smiling with his life.

It was as if his broken rib was hurting again.

Feng Xinglang hoped that the pain would intensify, because only by doing so would he be able to hide the waves in his heart.

"A fist-sized object can be considered half a thing?"

Feng Xinglang said indifferently. He tapped on the table with his fingers rhythmic, in order to calm his heart down a little more.

"But it is a new life! It has a better future, a wider future, and the world that belongs to it has only just begun! "

Xing San worked hard to accentuate the sense of this fetus, so that it would have a new status in his heart.

A position that could contend with his big brother Feng Lixin!

"If you\'re rational enough, you would probably choose Lin Xueluo and her son!"

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to reply, Xing San added, "My foster father was also worried about the little thing in Lin Xueluo\'s stomach, so he specially gave her a pricking examination. He was a healthy boy!"

Feng Xinglang\'s heart had already been shocked by the news that Xing San had brought over, over and over again.

Why hadn\'t she told him beforehand that she was pregnant?

But now, she and her son had become a bargaining chip the Hetun used to deal with him!

He really wanted to grab Lin Xueluo, that extremely foolish woman, and give her a fierce beating!

This was his, Feng Xinglang\'s, child!

Where did that idiot Lin Xueluo get the guts to hide from him?

"Mr. Xing San, let\'s continue the trade!"

Feng Xinglang pretended to be relaxed, "I am not interested in whether or not Lin Xueluo is pregnant. I feel that Lan Youyou is more powerful than Lin Xueluo! So using her in exchange for Lin Xueluo, you won\'t lose out! "

Xing San laughed, then shook his head: "I cannot be my foster father\'s master!"

"Then do you have the heart to just watch Lan Youyou die?"

Feng Xinglang forced Xing San to do the opposite.

"In my foster father\'s eyes, Lan Youyou\'s life is worthless! much less use her to exchange for Lin Xueluo and her son. " Xing San said solemnly.

"It\'s not in your foster father\'s eyes, but it\'s in your Xing San\'s eyes!"

Feng Xinglang did not give Xing San the chance to escape. Even if they couldn\'t bring Lin Xueluo back, it would be good if they knew where she was imprisoned.

"Lan Youyou is completely worth the risk! Isn\'t hugging a beauty the kind of wish a man should have in his life? "

Without a doubt, his words had the effect of hitting the nail on the head.

Feng Xinglang dissected the thoughts that Xing San did not dare to think of.