Chapter 619: That was the shame of my life! (1/2)

Xue Luo unfolded the painting carefully and delivered it carefully to Hetun's eyes.

”Mr. Xing, take a closer look at this picture and see who this man is?”

He Tun's eyes suddenly swelled. He stared deeply at the yellowish portrait in front of him ... Although it is just a simple outline, as a person in the office, He Tun wanted to distinguish the characters in the painting. Who is it?

Snow fell on the subtle expression of He Tun when he saw this portrait:

Quiet! Silent silence! Silent silence for a long time!

Although Xue Luo still can't figure out what kind of sentiment is Hetun at this moment, but Xue Luo can see that He Tun is looking at this portrait very carefully.

Therefore, Xue Luo decided to artificially add a few sensational narrations.

”Mr. Xing, this portrait was painted by Fengma herself! She has kept your portrait ... for so many years, you have misunderstood Fengma! Actually, Fengma loves you deeply.”

Xue Luo felt that his narration was just right.

Hetun was watching carefully, and naturally she would listen to her.

Slowly, a large palm in Hetun came over; the rough hands looked a bit brutal and not gentle.

Hetun's fingertips lightly touched the drawing paper, but stiffened again, with a slight stiffness and retracted.

At this moment, the world of Hetun is peaceful.

There is only this picture of tranquility!

Through this portrait, Hetun seems to see the woman painting under the lamp ...

Does the heart have a rhythm of the tiger sniffing the rose?

Xue Luo quite likes Hetun in tranquility.

The vigor and ferocity faded away, and when looking at this painting, the eyes seemed to become extra gentle.

In front of love, this fierce man still showed his tender side.

It seemed that it was almost brewing, and Xue Luo wanted to further influence Hetun. Let him lay down his heart knot, let off Feng Xinglang, he loves women's children!

But Xue Luo ignored a little ...

”Mr. Xing, Ms. Feng has always loved you ... That's why she drew your portrait, treasured it alone, and watched people think.”

Xue Luo said every word carefully. Try not to rebel against Hetun, her purpose is just to influence Hetun.

It is said that the bell must be tied by the bell person. But Mama's mother is gone, but this picture can also represent Mama's heart.

”Mr. Xing, you can see that you also love Fengma. Otherwise, there will be no wax statue of Fengma in Peteburg.”

Xue Luo didn't know if Hetun was moved, but Xue Luo was almost moving himself, and even her voice was slightly sobbing.

Xue Luo knelt down on the carpet in the trunk, holding the portrait of Hetun painted by Feng Xinglang's mother.

”Mother Feng is no longer alive ... Feng Xinglang is the only bloodline she has left in this world. If you also love Feng Meng, please let Feng Xinglang make a living! Feng Meng is your beloved woman, you She should also be reluctant to be sad and sad under Jiuquan. ”

Feeling emotional, Xue Luo choked.

Xue Luo couldn't understand He Tun's paranoid view of love for decades. Even for this woman, hatred wants to kill the woman's child and the woman's child together.

Too cruel and too cruel!

Xueluo hoped that Hetun could let Feng Xinglang pass by because of his affection for his mother.

It was a moment of silence, and suddenly, Hetun, who had been silent for a long time, faded into a cold smile.

The smile was not intense, but it fell into Xue Luo's eyes, but there was a feeling of throbbing.