One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 867 – Shen City, Good daughter-in-law
Mommy's call was always the gentlest thing in the world to a five-year-old girl.
The little guy opened his arms and snuggled over, tightly wrapping them around Mommy's neck, somewhat timidly looking at his father Feng Xinglang who had unleashed such a thunderous fire.
"Mr. Xing, please go back first." In a few days, I will bring Nuonuo to see you. "
Her husband, Feng Xinglang, was already infuriated, of course Xueluo would not call him 'father';
Hetun nodded silently.
Under Xueluo's persuasion, he once again chose to retreat.
"What are you talking to him about?"
Feng Xinglang stepped forward and pulled his wife and children behind him, and glared at Hetun fiercely.
"You are not welcome here! Get lost! "
The fact that the Hetun came uninvited was undoubtedly stepping on Feng Xinglang's bottom line. His hostility also arose spontaneously.
The outline of Hetun's strong and sturdy face trembled, as he endured his anger, but did not erupt.
"Fifteen, foster father will come visit you another day." he hissed.
"Farewell, foster father."
The little guy waved his little hand towards Hetun. There was fear for her father Feng Xinglang, and there was also love for the foster father Hetun.
Even after the Hetun had left the Feng Family's villa, Feng Xinglang's cold and handsome face was still shrouded in a layer of frost.
"Nuonuo, your father is angry, quickly hug him …"
Xueluo lowered his voice and whispered into his son's ear.
At this moment, no words of comfort or comfort could bring warmth or warmth to those close to him.
Moreover, her husband Feng Xinglang really doted on his only son.
The little fellow walked over with small steps, opened its arms and hugged its father Feng Xinglang's legs, and shook it coquettishly.
"Father, don't be angry anymore… My foster father has already been scolded by you to leave, so don't be angry, alright? "
Feng Xinglang lowered his head and looked down at his son's face.
Once upon a time, didn't this little thing use a crossbow to meet him in battle?
"Nuonuo, do you like your father?"
Feng Xinglang spread open his big palm, and gently caressed the little fellow's beautiful short black hair. His eyes were filled with deep love.
"I really like it! Other than kissing your mother, Nuonuo's favorite thing to do is to bastard and kiss your father! "
"Bastard, your father really likes you!"
Feng Xinglang bent over and used one arm to pick up the little thing from the ground.
Xueluo promised his son that he wouldn't need to go to school today.
She knew that her husband Feng Xinglang's injured heart needed comfort from his family. Thus, for the entire day, the father and son pair were bored with each other.
Even if it was his father Feng Xinglang, whose arm was injured, he would still be able to carry the little fellow on one arm.
With her father's company, Little Sixteen could only stand to the side. It was only when he thought about it that the little fellow called Grandpa Mo, telling him to remember to feed sixteen years old.
Feng Xinglang was done pacifying them, and the next person to pacify them was the Hetun.
To be honest, Xueluo suddenly felt that he was despicable enough!
He was simply a masochist!
Wasn't it all thanks to the father and son of the Hetun that he had suffered so much humiliation?
Now that the father and son duo were at loggerheads, he was actually consoling them at both ends?
She is truly a good daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Shen City!
After Xueluo attended a lesson, he called for a taxi to rush to Shallow Water Bay.
By the time they rushed over, Hetun should have just rested. Xing Shi'er, who was anxious to protect his master, had asked Xueluo to wait outside the Hetun's room. He did not expect Xueluo to directly come forward and knock on the door.
Actually, Xueluo was not only worried about one thing, he also wanted to pacify the Hetun.
Hetun hurriedly rushed back to Shen City, what about the news about Lan Youyou?
Hetun did not sleep, he only closed his eyes and rested. It must have taken a while for him to recover from his son's hostile rejection.
"Xueluo is here?"
Hetun in the room nodded, allowing Xueluo to enter.
"Dad, are you alright?"
Xueluo asked in concern, "That's how Ah Lang's temper is, please don't take it to heart."
Hetun waved his hand and sighed deeply, "I'm fine. I'm not angry with my own child. "
This was indeed quite an extravagant way of thinking.
Even if he couldn't, he still couldn't. As the saying goes, a father must have a son!
"Ah Lang, that brat, has such a temper … Follow me! "He's still being stubborn!"
"…" Was he boasting?
"Dad, why did you suddenly come back?"
In fact, Xueluo wanted to ask Hetun: Have you ever considered the feelings of a biological son like Feng Xinglang, that you foolishly ran to the Feng Family to see your grandson?
He was forcing Feng Xinglang to be a thief in front of everyone!
It was easier said than done to make Feng Xinglang admit that Hetun was his father!
Furthermore, Hetun even boasted shamelessly in front of Butler Mo and Nanny An: He is Linnuo's biological grandfather!
Wasn't this simply slapping his own son, Feng Xinglang, in the face?
I really don't know if Hetun did it on purpose or not!
"Aren't you worried about fifteen?! You two have lived your lives together, so you don't need to throw this little thing to a dog as a playmate! "
These words were reproaching her as if she, Lin Xueluo, had become her vicious stepmother!
"Dad, it's not what you think. Recently, Nuonuo had pestered a little secretary in Xinglang's company and almost invited her to his house to be his stepmother. They ate together, played together, and slept together … "
"That's better than throwing fifteen to a dog!"
"…" Xueluo was shocked.
The feelings he had for her, Lin Xueluo, were completely irrelevant. As long as he was happy while kissing his grandson?!
Does that mean, it's not important who is the mother of fifteen, what's important is that he can't let his own son and grandson suffer!
Xueluo was also confused: Just based on Hetun's manly thoughts that made women's teeth itch, why would Feng Xinglang's mother fall for him? And they even loved each other to death?
Could it be that each of them had their own feelings for the other?
Xueluo did not want to argue with Hetun about the topic of his son Linnuo's education. She was only concerned about Lan Youyou's whereabouts and the outcome of how the Hetun dealt with him.
"Dad, did you find the location of Lan Youyou?" Xueluo asked carefully.
"We haven't found the exact address yet, but we can roughly guess the general direction!" We found Ye in Vancouver! He lived alone and did not live with Feng Lixin's family. Twelve surveys: Half a month ago, Ye Shaonian had a large number of shopping records. Among the items he bought, there was a four-year-old girl's princess dress. I think it should be sent to Feng Lixin's family. "
Xueluo was silent.
She knew that if they continued their investigations, with Hetun's abilities, they would find out where Feng Lixin and his family was sooner or later.
Undoubtedly, Feng Lixin's family's hiding place was meticulously arranged by his husband, Feng Xinglang!
And now, he had actually went the other way and found the hiding place of Feng Lixin's family …
Just so Lan Youyou could receive the punishment he deserved?
From Hetun's tone, it seemed that Lan Youyou was not living a free life!
Feng Lixin's family must be living a life of caution and tiredness.
Isn't that a form of punishment?
She was going to continue to be unforgiving and not let the Hetun take Lan Youyou away from Feng Lixin and her, and deal with him afterwards?
In that case, wouldn't the enmity between the Hetun and Feng Tuantuan, the father and son pair of Hetun and Feng Xinglang, and the Feng Xinglang brothers, sink even deeper into?
Feng Lixin's family of three was kept under house arrest just like that?
However, they would eventually grow up, and would always walk out of that small space …
How would the Lan Youyou back then look like?
A change in heart, a new start in life?
Even if that was the case, Lin Xueluo would probably not be able to accept it!
What if she doesn't change her venomous mind?
That would be courting death!
It would be superfluous to think of his worries.
Lan Youyou would never be able to return to the Shen City!
Not only was there Hetun waiting for her, Yan Bang was also there.
Hetun would never let her go, and Yan Bang would never let her go!
"Dad… Feng Lixin and Feng Tuantuan … " Xueluo wanted to say something but hesitated.
A little girl who was only four years old and was just enjoying her life, yet had to live in a confined space because of her mother's fault …
Who should pay for the little darling's misfortune?
"Don't worry!" I will spare Feng Lixin and his daughter on Ah Lang's account! "
Xueluo nodded. Yet again, there was silence.
"Oh right, Xueluo, why don't you and Ah Lang have another child as soon as possible? Firstly, fifteen has a companion and secondly, Ah Lang and I won't turn red from fighting so hard for fifteen years. "
"…" You're bringing it up again!
It was as if the reason for the conflict between father and son was because she, Lin Xueluo, did not want to give birth to a second child!
"Um …" We are. "I'm working hard!"
Xueluo was extremely embarrassed.
This Hetun knew that he was his father-in-law, what should he ask and what should he not ask?
"Yes." Wait until Ah Lang's temper goes down, then bring the fifteenth over to me. "
"Ah?" Send it to you? You. Aren't you going to Ottawa? "
Love, Hetun, you want to stay in Shen City and refuse to leave?
"Over at Vancouver, there are the Old Five and the Eleventh Brother."
Eleventh Brother?
Xueluo could vaguely remember that the Eleventh Elder was someone following beside Xing Er. Xueluo had met them a few times.
Xing Er's men were all quite vicious.
Xueluo nodded, "Dad, when I have time, I will bring Nuonuo to see you! Today, this little thing stuck to his father and went to work. Father and son were willing to stick to each other, while the other was willing to be glued to. "
"Mn, I can see that Ah Lang is in pain for fifteen years!"
After a slight pause, Hetun let out a long sigh, "Sigh, I wonder when that brat Ah Lang will be willing to call me 'Father'!"
"…" How dare you!
Feng Xinglang did not retaliate against his father. Just burn incense in Hetun!
You actually expect him to call you father?
"Dad, this can't be rushed. I believe that day will come! "
But the kind Xueluo still gave the Hetun hope.