One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 784 – Ferocious father and son
It seemed like the entertainment between the two of them tonight wouldn't be possible!
"Nuonuo, go home with the driver first. Your father will go find your mother!"
It was not very late, but Feng Xinglang really couldn't bear to have his son to follow him as it was too tiring.
"I don't want to go home without Mommy! I'm going to find my mommy! "
The little guy hung onto Feng Xinglang's neck tightly, and wouldn't be stuffed into the driver's car no matter what.
"Feng Linnuo, you're already five years old, do you really need to pester Mommy like this? Go home and wait obediently! Daddy will get your mommy back! "
"No!" If you don't take me to find Mommy, then I'll look for myself! Bastard Feng Xinglang, you're so bad! Always pissing Mommy off! I don't want to be nice to you anymore! "
Linnuo's little friend who did not have a mother to accompany him was vile, he could only shout at his father, Feng Xinglang, to scold him.
After all, he was only 5 years old, and when he was close to falling asleep, it was even more noisy looking for Mommy's warm embrace to pacify him.
This strong emotion was not something that an adult could understand.
"Alright, stop arguing, okay? Dad will bring you to find Mommy! "
Faced with his son's farce, Feng Xinglang chose to follow the little fellow's wishes.
Looking at the tear-filled eyes of the little thing in his arms, Feng Xinglang felt his heart ache.
Feng Xinglang was a man who doted on his children!
"Your mommy is too much! She was smiling and taking passionate pictures of us during the day, but she ran away the next night! "We didn't do anything wrong to offend her …"
Feng Xinglang consoled his son, who was crying, in his arms while supporting the little fellow with one shoulder to look for clues in the control room.
The monitoring showed that when Lin Xueluo came out of his big bag, he was furious; furthermore, he was looking at his phone from time to time. It was probably because something on his phone had angered her. Amidst the anger, there was also a hint of sadness. He couldn't see it clearly.
She left the hotel in a taxi. It was as if he was in a hurry to go somewhere.
Feng Xinglang sent the number of the taxi to Nina. Ten minutes later, Nina returned with the call.
Just as Feng Xinglang expected, the taxi driver brought Lin Xueluo to Shallow Water Bay.
He went again!
As a husband, he was not dead yet!
Can't you discuss something with him first? He clearly knew that he didn't like her going to the Hetun!
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was covered with a thin layer of icy mist.
But for the sake of his crying son, Feng Xinglang still endured it and went to the Shallow Water Bay.
Fifty meters away from the mansion, at a distance not too far away from it, the overrun came to a halt.
"Nuonuo, go in and find your mother! Father is waiting outside! "
Feng Xinglang opened the car door for his son, Linnuo.
"Slow down…" The man watched his child until he ran into the villa safely.
Feng Xinglang's gaze was locked onto the anti-riot vehicle outside the villa; furthermore, there was a quite a luxurious and high-class caravan. And also Xing Si and Xing Wu who were guarding outside the villa's door.
It should be someone with an important identity and position; and they are even from the same sect as Hetun.
Feng Xinglang's eyes became serene and profound. He seemed to have smelled a bloody scent that was about to appear.
He thought of Yan Bang …
"Mommy… "Mommy …"
Linnuo, who had rushed into the villa, did not see his own mother. Instead, he saw a group of black-clothed people.
"Nuonuo? Hurry and come here to foster father. "
When Hetun saw his own grandson, his solemn expression instantly became clear.
"Foster father, where is my mother? "Why isn't he here?"
The little fellow ignored the other people in the living room.
"Your mother just arrived and she just left. Don't worry, it was Ol 'Eight who sent her away. She's safe!"
"What about Old Eight?"
"I think it's time to send your mommy back."
"Old Tweleve, quickly call Ol 'Eight and ask where my mommy is. She's always running around. How annoying! "
It seemed that the little guy did not approve of the naughty habit of Lin Xueluo, his mother, throwing away her own son and running around randomly.
"You're still looking for trouble? Wouldn't it be boring if I lost her! "
Xing Shi'er purposely played with Little Ao's, Linnuo's, little friend.
"No matter how annoying it is, how can my mother reject it? How can I be like you, I've been a child without a mother's love since I was young, what do you know! "
This little guy's words really could anger a living person to death.
Fortunately, Xing Shi'er's mental fortitude was high.
Xing Shi'er stepped forward.
He didn't know whether or not the little guy knew that he was the grandson of the foster father Hetun. It had already developed to the point where even Xing Shi'er did not put it in his eyes.
"Father, look at the Old Tweleve. He doesn't listen to you anymore!"
Not only was he pretentious, he was also used to using his power as a fox.
This call, no matter if Xing Shi'er was happy or not, he had to make it.
The moment Xing Ba picked up the phone, the voice of Linnuo's little friend came out.
"Eighth Brother, where's my mother? Is my mommy in your car? Get my mommy on the phone! "
"It's little brother Fifteen! Why haven't you slept at such a late hour?" You missed your eighth brother? "
As Xing Ba evaded the little fellow's question, he looked towards the first passenger, Lin Xueluo, who had recovered from his daze.
Xueluo waved her hand to indicate to Xing Ba that she did not want to call her son, Linnuo.
Because Xueluo knew: No matter if it was his son Linnuo with his biological grandfather and Hetun, or with his biological father Feng Xinglang, they would both be safe!
But in the eyes of the Hetun and Feng Xinglang, was her mother worth nothing?
The little thing was just messing around for a few days!
It was good to brush up on the importance and existence of his mother!
It was also unlikely that they would think of him as just a semi-transparent person that they could not care less about!
Seeing Xueluo wave his hand, Xing Ba alertly changed the topic, "Brother Fifteen, I have already safely sent your mother back. We are currently on our way back, so you have to wait for eighth brother …"
Before Xing Ba even finished speaking on the phone, the little fellow ran out of the Shallow Water Bay's villa and out of the living room.
This little thing was really coaxing!
Hetun just watched his own grandson come and go in a hurry, and couldn't help feeling disappointed in his heart.
Would there be a day when he could have children and grandchildren? It was probably very suspenseful!
"Feng Xinglang, let's go back quickly! Eight just sent Mommy back! "
I'm easy to coax, but the cunning Feng Xinglang is not easy to fool.
Especially for Xing Ba, whose IQ had once been completely crushed by Feng Xinglang.