Feng Xinglang stepped forward and picked up his son, who was about to leave.
"Good boy, Nuo Nuo. Go and find mommy with daddy."
Feng Xinglang kissed his unruly and anxious son. "I think the people mommy wants to see the most right now are me, her husband, and you, her son!"
Finding his mommy was the most important thing, so the little guy obediently let his father, Feng Xinglang, carry him out of the hospital.
Feng Xinglang asked Butler Mo to check the surveillance cameras along the road while he drove with his son to search.
Where did this silly woman go?
She probably wanted to hide and lick her wounds alone.
…
Xia Zhengyang hadn't been sleeping well in recent years.
His unreasonable illegitimate son, Xia Yihua, had given him a headache and he couldn't eat or sleep well. Xia Yihua, who was only 20 years old, was simply sent by God to punish Xia Zhengyang. Because he valued boys more than girls, and because he was not loyal to his marriage!
After listening to the supervisor's complaints, Xia Zhengyang gave his precious son a political lesson for more than half an hour. Less than half an hour after Xia Zhengyang fell asleep, he was woken up by his phone ringing.
Xia Zhengyang was about to get angry, but the question from the other end of the phone made him nervous.
"Are you Mr. Xia Zhengyang? I'm from the Xicheng Police Station. "
"Xicheng Police Station? Did my son, Xia Yihua, do something wrong? "Xia Zhengyang asked nervously.
"It's not your son, Xia Yihua …"
"Oh, then what do you want?"
Xia Zhengyang let out a nervous breath, and his attitude became stern. After all, it was the middle of the night, and the police didn't have the privilege to disturb other people's sleep.
"Do you know Lin Xueluo?"
"Yes! She's my … "
Xia Zhengyang paused and changed his tone. "What happened to her? What happened? "
"She hit someone … One of them was seriously injured, and we don't know if he can keep his right eyeball."
"Xueluo hit someone?"
Xia Zhengyang pinched his chin. "Comrade police, are you mistaken? Are you sure the person you're talking about is called Lin Xueluo? "
Of course, Xia Zhengyang would not believe that his gentle and well-behaved niece, Lin Xueluo, would hit someone. Besides, Xue Luo was the Second Madam of the Feng family. Feng Xinglang doted on her like a treasure. How could she go out in the middle of the night and hit someone?
"Lin as in 'Forest', 'Snow' as in 'Snow', 'Luo' as in 'Falling Flowers' … About 1.65 meters tall, oval face …"
The police officer looked at Xue Luo while describing her appearance to Xia Zhengyang on the phone.
It wasn't until Xue Luo called him 'uncle' that Xia Zhengyang confirmed that the Lin Xue Luo who hit someone was his niece.
"Alright, alright, I'll be right there, right there! Police comrade, please don't make things difficult for her. I will accompany him until he's satisfied! "
Hearing Xia Zhengyang's words from the hands-free phone, Xue Luo finally choked.
At this moment, Xue Luo really needed the feeling of being cared for. In fact, her uncle, Xia Zhengyang, had always doted on her.
Xia Zhengyang ran downstairs without even changing out of his pajamas.
As he ran, he shouted towards the guest room on the ground floor, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, prepare the car … hurry up and prepare the car!"
"What's wrong? Did your illegitimate son cause trouble for you again?"
Ever since the illegitimate son, Xia Yihua, appeared out of nowhere, Wen Meijuan and Xia Zhengyang had been separated. Separated bed but not home.
"Something happened to Xue Luo," Xia Zhengyang replied.
"Heh, lie! Keep lying! Xia Zhengyang, sooner or later, you'll die because of that bastard. "
Wen Meijuan fiercely cursed the man who had betrayed her marriage and her. But for her three daughters and for her own status, she still chose to endure every day like this.
"I'm too lazy to talk to you!"
Xia Zhengyang didn't explain anything to the woman who was pestering him endlessly until she lost her mind. He put on his pajamas and walked out of the living room.
On the way to the Xicheng police station, the more Xia Zhengyang thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Xia Zhengyang didn't know the exact cause of the fight. But from the tone of the police, it seemed that his niece, Lin Xue Luo, had beaten them up alone; one of them had a superficial wound and the other seemed to have hurt his right eyeball.
In the middle of the night, why would Xue Luo go out alone to fight with others?
Xia Zhengyang first called the Feng family and learned that his niece, Lin Xue Luo, was indeed not at the Feng family. So he asked for Feng Xinglang's phone number.
"Xinglang, where's Xue Luo? Let Xue Luo answer the phone. "
Xia Zhengyang used the tone of an elder to interrogate Feng Xinglang, who was still looking for his wife along the road.
"Xue Luo, she …"
Feng Xinglang changed his tone and asked, "CEO Xia, do you have news about Xue Luo? Where is she? "
Feng Xinglang was wise: Xia Zhengyang called in the middle of the night, so he must have news about Xue Luo.
"She's lost, right?"
At this moment, Xia Zhengyang, who didn't talk about business, raised his voice. "Feng Xinglang, what should I say about you? Xue Luo was forced to marry into the Feng family and she already suffered a lot … but what about you? Not only did you not cherish her, you even talked to her so crudely? Tell me the truth, did you hit my family's Xue Luo? "
Xia Zhengyang, who didn't know the truth, had the intention to interrogate him.
"No … Do you already know where Xue Luo is?"
From Xia Zhengyang's arrogant questioning tone, he should know Xue Luo's whereabouts.
"You really didn't hit her?"
"I really didn't!"
"Then did you quarrel with her? Or did you do something wrong to her? "
"None! CEO Xia, just tell me where Xue Luo is! I'll go and apologize to you one day! "
Feng Xinglang pressed, not giving Xia Zhengyang a chance to dawdle.
"Alright … I choose to believe you!"
Xia Zhengyang sighed. "Xue Luo is now at the West Town Police Station! She injured someone … the police just called me. "
'Creak …'
After a sudden brake, the Lexus turned around and sped towards the West Town Police Station.
…
Since she was brought into the police station by the police, Xue Luo's silence was golden.
No matter how the police interrogated her, she refused to reveal her identity.
Until the news came from the hospital: Ai Mou, who was injured by Xue Luo's beer bottle, might need to have his right eyeball removed!
In other words, Ai Mou's right eye might be blind forever.
Xue Luo then realized the seriousness of the problem and told her uncle Xia Zhengyang to the police.
To let the police inform uncle Xia Zhengyang and not her husband Feng Xinglang … At that time, Xue Luo only had one thought: She didn't want her husband to know that she went to the hospital, went to the bar, and that she could no longer bear children!
But Xue Luo never thought that the first person to appear at the police station was her husband Feng Xinglang!
Behind him was her son Lin Nuo.
"Xing … Xing Lang … You, why are you here?"
Seeing her husband rushing over, Xue Luo's tears instantly rolled down.
Seeing his disheveled wife who was covered in blood, Feng Xinglang rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Wife … You scared your husband and son to death!"
Xue Luo, who was hugged tightly in the man's arms, choked and muttered: "Sorry … Sorry."
"Mommy, how did you become like this?"
The little fellow squeezed over and hugged his mommy's waist tightly, "Our son was worried to death!"
"Nuo Nuo, I'm sorry …" Xue Luo squatted down and hugged her child, crying bitterly.
"Why is there blood on your body? Quickly let your husband see if you are injured anywhere? "
Feng Xinglang pushed the woman out of his arms and carefully examined Xue Luo's possible injuries.
Xue Luo hurriedly shook her head and sobbed: "I, I am not injured … I … I injured someone."
"That's good!"
Seeing that the woman was not injured, Feng Xinglang once again hugged Xue Luo tightly in his arms.
Xue Luo indeed did not suffer any external injuries; but Ai Mou, who was hit by her beer bottle, was still in the hospital undergoing surgery to remove his right eyeball.
But because of Feng Xinglang's identity, the West City Police Station still allowed him to bring Xue Luo back.
Xia Zhengyang who rushed over saw Xue Luo who was half hugged by Feng Xinglang and preparing to get into the car, his worried heart finally calmed down.
"Xue Luo, you really scared uncle! What's going on? Instead of staying at home to accompany Nuo Nuo in the middle of the night, you ran out to beat someone up? "
Xia Zhengyang was really puzzled by Xue Luo's actions.
Seeing her uncle who was wearing pajamas but leather shoes, Xue Luo's eyes turned red again.
"Uncle, sorry … to make you rush over in the middle of the night …"
Xia Zhengyang waved his hand, "Don't talk about me, talk about yourself: Are you injured?"
Xue Luo shook her head.
"Director Xia, it's too late, I'll bring Xue Luo back first! Sorry for troubling you to rush over, thank you later! "
Feng Xinglang did not want his wife to be interrogated by Xia Zhengyang, so he first stuffed Xue Luo into the car.
"Xue Luo is my biological niece, why bother!"
Xia Zhengyang walked over and shouted towards the half-opened car window, "Xue Luo ah, if there's anything that's not going well, remember to come back and find uncle! Uncle will always be the family that you can rely on! "
Xue Luo who could not speak only choked with sobs and nodded repeatedly.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? "
The little fellow pulled the crying mommy over and let Xue Luo lean on his little shoulder.
"Nuo Nuo, don't ask! Let mommy rest for a while first! "
Feng Xinglang gently stopped his son from asking non-stop.
After returning to the Feng family, Feng Xinglang directly carried the woman upstairs, avoiding Feng Lixin and Auntie An's questioning.
"Nuo Nuo, biological father is going upstairs to help mommy bathe, are you going to stay downstairs and sleep with Grandma An or sleep alone?"
"Even biological son has to help mommy bathe."
"No!"
"Why?"
"Because mommy is a girl and you are a boy!"
"But you are also a boy!"
"I am her husband!"
"But I am still her son!"
"… In short, no! There's no room for discussion! "
Feng Xinglang shut the noisy little thing outside the bathroom door.
The man did not interrogate the crying woman and only warmly washed the dirt on her body.
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