Chapter 1647 – Three seconds
There was one more thing. A wise son could not be a father to another!
How could Feng Xinglang not know that his son Linnuo was determined to not share his father's selfish eyes!
The battle for the love of was going on almost every single day! He could only hope that he would be able to change his mind a little!
Upon seeing Yan Bang, who had just come in, Feng Xinglang asked another question: "Peng, how about you help me raise a foster son to stay in your Yulong City for a while?"
Yan Bang frowned as he looked at Xing Shiwu, who was currently pulling Feng Xinglang along, "You're talking about this child?"
"Yes." Feng Xinglang humphed in agreement.
"Hehe, I haven't even raised my own son yet, do you think I have the time to raise a wild child?!"
What Yan Bang said was the truth. His own biological son, Yan Wuyang, was still growing him up, so how could he have the heart to raise a foster son?!
"But… If you were to give your Kid Nuo to me to raise, I would be rather willing! "
Yan Bang jokingly added. He knew that Kid Nuo was the flesh of Feng Xinglang's heart, and Feng Xinglang was definitely not willing to bear to part with it.
"Uncle Feng, I still like to go back to the manor and live with the other children!"
"Yo, changing your name to Uncle Feng, aren't you calling me Father Feng?"
Yan Bang reached his hands out to stroke Xing Shiwu's little head, "I'm telling you, your Uncle Feng has a son that is doted upon by all. If you want to stay and be his foster son, you can forget about it! Kid Nuo will immediately kill you! "
Feng Xinglang's heart was tightly pulled, and he once again tightly hugged Xing Shiwu in his embrace.
"Fifteen, take good care of yourself when your father is not by your side! In a few days, Daddy will think of a way to find you! "
The little fellow nodded its head seriously. He wasn't sure if Feng Xinglang would actually go find him, but he was really satisfied that he could still have a final hug with Father Feng before he left.
"Yo, it seems that father and son really have a deep affection for each other. I can't bear to part from them!"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Do you believe that if you had Kid Nuo around, you wouldn't even last three seconds!"
If little friend Linnuo was really here, let alone three seconds, he would immediately take this imposter out of his father's arms!
"Uncle Feng…"
The little guy carefully pushed away Feng Xinglang's embrace. Although he didn't want to part with them, they had to part in the end.
"When Feng Linnuo is not around, you can call me daddy!"
Feng Xinglang sighed, "Little Brother Nuonuo is such a selfish little brother, I hope you don't lower yourself to the same level as him."
"Father Feng, you have to take good care of your health! To properly love Little Brother Nuonuo, to love your home. "
"… Daddy knows! "
Feng Xinglang paused, "There are some things you are still young so you don't understand."
Feng Xinglang didn't know how to respond to this child who was both understanding and kind, and could only hug him in his arms once again.
Yan Bang 'chased' Hetun and the others away, but left behind the internal injuries specialist Hetun found for his son.
Since the monks outside were reciting the scriptures, it would not be a bad idea to let them see it for Feng Xinglang. After all, the hospitals in Shen City rarely received patients with gunshot wounds. I also believe that the Hetun is wholeheartedly devoted to the good of his own son.
… ….
Hetun who was in the carriage had a haggard and aged face. Looking at Xing Shi'er, she felt her heart ache.
"Father, don't be too worried …" I already said it, Feng Xinglang's injuries are already much better! Later on, the doctor that brought me here will report in detail to you about Feng Xinglang's injuries. "
Hetun pondered for a moment before nodding slightly, and sighed lightly. "Let's go to Feng Family to take a look at Xueluo and the fifteen years."
Xing Shisi had not told Hetun about Lin Xueluo's decision to stay in the hospital to protect the fetus. Now that Lin Xueluo had already left the hospital and returned to the Feng Family, there was even less need to worry about the both of them.
When he heard from foster father Hetun that he was going to visit the real Xiao Shiyi, this fake Xiao Shiyi became inexplicably nervous.
Xing Shiwu didn't seem to dare go in front of the arrogant and despotic Feng Linnuo.
Although Xing Shiwu was summoned to the Shen City to take a risk in his place. It was just that he shouldn't blame him, it was fine as long as he was angry at him.
Hetun's injuries had yet to heal, his vitality was severely lacking, just as he opened his mouth to shout out twice, he was choked by a burst of rapid coughs.
Xing Shi'er steadily helped Hetun off the carriage, and helped him to calm down. At the same time, he also called for Linnuo's little friend in his place.
Xing Shi'er still called Linnuo fifteen out of habit. This was how he had been shouting since he was young.
Furthermore, the Hetun had already gotten a good slap at the door from his son Feng Xinglang, so of course Xing Shi'er couldn't bear to have the foster father Hetun rejected outside the door once again.
"It's my foster father and Old Tweleve!"
Xueluo did not speak up to stop his son. The Hetun had already caught up to them, they were not someone she could stop just because she wanted to.
"Foster father… Father… Why did you come to see me when your injuries have not yet healed? If you miss me, can't you just ask Old Fourteen to bring me to see you … Father, slow down! "
Linnuo immediately brought Hetun into the Feng Family's living room.
After all, Hetun was the Young Master's biological grandfather, so he didn't feel too awkward about it and allowed him to enter the Feng Family's hall.
"Nuonuo, where's your mother?" Hetun gasped.
"Father won't sit, take him to see your mother."
Just as Hetun was about to take a step forward, he was stopped.
I guess Second Madame does not want to see the cause of this Hetun either!
Otherwise, with Second Madame's gentleness and kindness, she would have invited him to meet her.
Butler Mo understood what Second Madame meant.
Butler Mo's tone was polite, but his attitude was firm.
"What did you say?" Xueluo was going to take care of the baby at the hospital? "What's going on?"
Hetun tensed up her voice immediately. With's body, he was more concerned about his son's offspring.
"My Second Young Master has suffered such heavy injuries … My wife felt heartache for my Second Young Master, and so she became pregnant. He had suffered a lot in the hospital! "I hope that you can forgive me, Mr. Xing. My health has just turned for the better. It's inconvenient for me to meet guests."
Butler Mo was a housekeeper for Ru Rui, so he tried to remind Hetun of his' sinful nature 'by asking around.
To put it bluntly, the suffering and suffering of Second Young Master and Second Madame were all thanks to your Hetun.
In fact, Butler Mo also cared about Second Young Master and Second Young Master's Wife. And there was also the son of the Feng Family, who was hiding in his stomach.
Hetun must have realized this and instantly drooped his eyelids in grief.
This imposter dared to come to his house?
"Hey!" Counterfeit, why did you come to my house?! Are you going to pester my father? How shameless! Feng Xinglang is my father! He is my, Feng Linnuo's, father! You're just an impostor! You really want to be my biological father's foster son? Dream on! "
The little guy was full of hostility towards Xing Shiwu.
Maybe in Linnuo's opinion, this imposter's mission was already complete, he could already go back to his training grounds.
Then why did they still come here?
He must be here to pester his father, Feng Xinglang! That must be it!
Xing Shiwu had not wanted to enter the Feng Family at all. But when he just heard that foster father Hetun was coughing violently, he wanted to help.
"Look at me? What do I need a fake from you for? Get the hell out of here! I never want to see you again! "
"Nuonuo! "Don't be so rude!"
The one who berated the little guy was Xueluo, who was slowly walking out of the restaurant. She heard the 'impostor' her son had been repeating with hostility.
The little boy was very fair, and looked much thinner than his son Linnuo. Her eyes were filled with fear and shame.
"Mommy, this imposter is coming to steal my dad again! It's really annoying! " The little guy ran over and hugged Xueluo's waist in a spoiled manner.
Hetun comforted his anxious and angry grandson, "If he doesn't dare, he won't!"
"Nuonuo, be good. Go and pour your foster father a cup of water!"
"Mommy, let your son help you sit on the sofa first, and then your son can pour water for your foster father."
After the little guy turned around and ran into the kitchen, Xueluo waved to Xing Shiwu, who was standing far away.
"Child, come here. "Come to auntie's place …"