The world is big, and sometimes it is small. Just before today, Zhang Xiaofeng would never have dreamed that Hong Jiao's daughter would be his son's girlfriend, and she would also be pregnant with Xiaolang's child. It is really incredible. Part 1
For a generation, the two sides had a sworn hatred. Now, their children have become lovers as deep as the sea. Is this destiny?
Zhang Xiaofeng saw that the girl not only did not believe what he said, but also scolded him. He was not angry and said with a smile: "What I said is the truth. Ximen Lang is indeed my biological son. Let me ask you, is there a mark on Xiao Lang's left wrist?"
Is there a purple-red butterfly birthmark the size of a fingernail?”
"Ah..." Wen Ziling's face was full of surprise. The other party was right. Xiaolang did have such a butterfly-shaped birthmark on his wrist. He was so accurate. Could it be that he was really Xiaolang's father? She moved her eyes to this man's handsome face.
Looking at the other person's facial features that were vaguely similar to Xiaolang's, especially the bright star-like eyes, they were exactly the same, which made her feel uneasy, maybe what he said was true.
Zhang Xiaofeng said: "Sit down. Now, I will tell you how to get into trouble with your parents and how Xiaolang went to Country Z."
Wen Ziling's heart was in a mess, and she couldn't help but agreed, took a few steps back, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Zhang Xiaofeng pulled the chair beside the table and sat down, looking at the night outside the window with starry eyes, as if telling a storyteller Youyou said: "That was more than ten years ago, when neither you nor Xiaolang were born, and your mother and I were both in our prime.
age..."
Wen Ziling began to make random guesses in her heart. Could it be that there was some emotional entanglement between him and my mother, or even hatred due to love? She asked in a panic: "How are you and my mother? I am not your illegitimate daughter, am I?"
?”
Zhang Xiaofeng burst into laughter and thought, your mother was indeed very slutty back then. If your father-in-law and I were not so strong-willed, she would definitely have fallen for her! Fortunately, I learned from Comrade Liu Xiahui and defended my position resolutely.
Chastity was the only reason why it did not cause a catastrophe. He smiled and said: "Of course you are not my daughter. Logically speaking, you should be the one in green robe. However, I dare not be sure about this."
Wen Ziling took a long breath, as long as I am not your daughter, the relationship with Xiaolang will not be a mess, and we can truly love each other. "Okay, go on."
Zhang Xiaofeng cleared his throat and recounted the events of that year, starting with the battle for hegemony in Xijing, and recounted the grievances between him, Hong Jiao, and the Green Robe Ancestor.
Wen Ziling didn't know these things. When she heard that her mother and her half-brother were lovers, she said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, how could my mother do that?"
Zhang Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "I am not guilty of lying to you. I am just restoring the historical truth. If you don't believe it, you can ask your mother yourself in the future."
Wen Ziling's heart trembled. Could it be that everything he said was true?
Next, Zhang Xiaofeng told the story of the fight between the two parties because of their interests, including how he almost had Hong Jiao killed, and how the five sons of the Green Robe Patriarch died directly or indirectly because of him, without any concealment...
It was so long and the story was so long that Zhang Xiaofeng talked non-stop for nearly two hours before recreating the grievances of that year one by one. Wen Ziling was shocked to hear that the grievances between the two families were so deep that they were almost incompatible with each other.
To the point of compatibility. Her heart
She already had a vague feeling that what this man said was true, because the other party was undoubtedly a bold person who dared to take risks. There was really no need to lie to her. After careful consideration, Xiaolang's character was really very similar to his, and the same was true.
No fear of heaven or earth!
Zhang Xiaofeng looked over, stared at Wen Ziling's charming face, carefully observed her beautiful facial features, and sighed: "Your appearance is not very similar to your mother's, much prettier than her. Do you know, I wanted to know it back then?
The whereabouts of your parents, I was going to kill them, but because you let them go."
Wen Ziling's eyes widened in surprise, and she asked in confusion: "Because I... But, why don't I have any impression? It seems like this is the first time I see you, right?"
Zhang Xiaofeng smiled and said: "How can you have such an impression? You were not born yet. I remember that your parents were hiding in Death Beach at that time. After I got the news, I led many experts to encircle and suppress them. At that time, your mother had a disabled leg.
You are vulnerable to a single blow. Your father is unconscious and is no match for me. I knocked him to the ground..."
Wen Ziling screamed, "You want to kill them?"
"That's natural. Your mother and I hate each other, we have suffered each other's losses, and we wish we could tear each other into pieces. Just when I was about to kill your mother, a gust of sea breeze blew by, revealing her bulging belly.
It turned out that she was pregnant. Coincidentally, several of my wives were also pregnant at that time, and they all begged me again and again not to kill your parents, so as not to harm the innocent children. I softened my heart at that time and let them go."
Wen Ziling asked doubtfully: "Are you so kind? My mother said you are the most cruel person in the world."
Zhang Xiaofeng smiled and said: "I am indeed ruthless and cruel, and I have killed countless people, but I will never bully the weak. If your mother had not been pregnant at that time, she and your father would have died. At that time, the child your mother was carrying
It’s you. Xiaolang was not born yet, he was still in his mother’s belly
Here, his mother is standing next to me, and among my many wives, she is the one who least wants me to kill you." He sighed and said: "It seems that some things are destined by God.
It’s been arranged. You and Xiaolang met before they were born. It’s also a kind of lingering fate..."
As they kept talking like this, Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth went dry and he ordered, "Come here, serve tea."
After a while, a palace maid came in, carrying a pot of fragrant tea, placed it on the table, poured two tea bowls and handed them to Zhang Xiaofeng and Wen Ziling respectively, and then quietly left.
The tea soup is green and exudes a light fragrance. It is the top-quality Longjing. Zhang Xiaofeng is not afraid of burning it. He directly raises his neck to drink all the steaming tea, pours another bowl, and then sips it in small sips. The taste is refreshing.
The elegant taste.
Wen Ziling picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and put it on the bedside table. She couldn't wait to know about Xiaolang. In her heart, Xiaolang was a mystery, and his past was a blank. She wanted to know everything about her.
She asked in a low voice: "If Xiaolang is really your son, you should know about his past, right?"