Chapter 570 (1/2)

Referring to his mother, Feng Yu's beautiful face was full of sadness.

He suddenly took her little hand and said, "come with me!"

Lin Xiangxiang followed him to the stairs on the third floor.

The third floor is the sundries room. Lin Miss seldom went up before. Now he led him up, and he was a little curious.

The door of the right bedroom on the third floor was closed. Feng Yu stretched out his fingers and put five fingers on a machine. The alarm was off and the door opened.

Inside the lights, do not need to switch, in the door opened, lit up a very soft light.

The first thing that comes into view is a huge oil painting.

In the oil painting, a gorgeous woman holding a lovely dog is sitting on the sofa with a lavender fur on her body. Her hair is long and her face is peaceful and soft. At first glance, she is a rich and cultivated lady.

"This is my mother!" Feng Yu stood in front of the oil painting, looking up, with a soft color in his deep eyes.

Miss Lin couldn't help exclaiming: "your mother is so beautiful, you look like her."

Feng Yu thin lips gently a Yang: "many people have seen her say so, she is really beautiful, heart is also very kind, but life is too thin, young left the world, leaving me alone."

Lin Xiangxiang could hear the sadness in his words. He held his big palm subconsciously and said softly, "Feng Yu, you are no longer a person. You still have me and our baby."

Feng Yu seemed to be comforted. The sadness on his face disappeared. He whispered, "yes, I have you and baby."

Next to the oil painting, there are almost all kinds of oil paintings, big and small, on which there are all kinds of pictures of Feng mu.

It can be seen that the people who painted these paintings must be extraordinary people.

Lin Xiangxiang was walking and looking at it. Suddenly, she saw a pair of oil paintings with a few small words under them.

"Pei Feng's last stroke!"

Miss Lin murmured in a low voice. Then she turned her head and her beautiful eyes opened wide: "Feng Yu, is Pei Feng the famous painter in the oil painting world?"

Feng Yu's eye color instantly formed a thin layer of frost, and then he nodded: "yes, that's him!"

"I see. It's no wonder these oil paintings are so vivid, as if they were endowed with a soul. They turned out to be world-class masters." Miss Lin said with emotion.

"This Pei Feng is my mother's first love..." Feng Yu suddenly opened his mouth, but soon he didn't want to talk any more.

Miss Lin was shocked. Seeing that his face was a little tense, he had no choice but to be curious.

"Oh Lin only nodded to understand.

Feng Yu stood beside him, and suddenly hit one of the paintings with a fist. However, he didn't break the painting. He just broke the frame of the painting. Lin Xiangxiang was shocked by his sudden action.