Chapter 1536
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When Feng Xinglang came to pick up Xing Shiwu, it was already nightfall.
Before coming, Feng Xinglang specially asked Xing Ba to take his son away.
The boy was very fair and a little thin, but his eyes were bright and full of expression. When he looked at Feng Xinglang, there was a hint of novelty in his calm eyes.
It could be seen that the boy liked Feng Xinglang. He also liked to temporarily play the role of a son for Feng Xinglang.
"Are you willing to call me father?"
Feng Xinglang reached over and gently stroked the boy's head.
'Biological father' was his son Lin Nuo's special use, so Feng Xinglang let the boy call him temporary father.
"Father …" The boy's voice was not loud, with a slight tremble.
"Yes. From today onwards, the two of us will start a journey as father and son! I hope we can get along well! "
The boy nodded meekly. He knew his mission, but he was at a loss about the danger he was about to face.
Feng Xinglang picked up the boy and slightly weighed him: The boy was much lighter than his son Lin Nuo.
"Shiwu, listen to Ah Lang! Remember, he is your master now! Protecting his safety is your mission! "
He Tunsheng coldly instructed a little boy who was about the same age as his beloved grandson. Perhaps in He Tunsheng's eyes, these children were just tools to achieve his ambition. There was no need to care about their feelings.
Letting a seven or eight-year-old child protect his safety? Feng Xinglang's lips slightly twitched.
"Alright, I'll take Shiwu away. Let Old Eight take care of Nuo Nuo. "
Feng Xinglang stopped He Tunsheng's uncomfortable words.
"Don't worry, even if we all sacrifice our lives, we won't let anything happen to Nuo Nuo." He Tunsheng promised his son Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, then turned and left with Xing Shiwu in his arms.
In the front passenger seat, Feng Xinglang helped Xing Shiwu fasten his seat belt.
"Are you afraid?" He asked softly.
"No." Xing Shiwu shook his head. Then he suddenly murmured, "You must love your child very much."
The boy's emotional words made Feng Xinglang feel a little awkward: I do love my son very much, but now I'm using someone else's child as bait!
I'm really ashamed of the phrase 'I'm young, I'm young as well as everyone else'!
"I will ensure your safety!"
Feng Xinglang comforted the boy.
Perhaps out of guilt, Feng Xinglang leaned over and gently rubbed the boy's cheek.
The boy seemed to be stunned. He stared at Feng Xinglang with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what Feng Xinglang had just done.
"Let's go! Let's go back and pick up mommy first! "
Feng Xinglang started the Mercedes-Benz and sped toward the Feng family.
The second wife of the Feng family was already prepared. She wore a long trench coat with a high collar and a top hat that Xue Luo almost never wore. Supported by Auntie An, they waited under the eaves of the living room.
There was no doubt that tonight's trip to Imperial Dragon City was a daring adventure for Feng Xinglang.
He really didn't want to continue waiting like this! Therefore, he took the initiative to throw out the bait to Ceresto. Using his wife and son, including himself, as bait. A family of three, all complete!
Perhaps it would be on the way to Imperial Dragon City; perhaps it would be in Imperial Dragon City; perhaps it would be after the family of three left Imperial Dragon City …
Turning passivity into initiative was undoubtedly risky. But Feng Xinglang didn't want to continue waiting. Because he couldn't wait for his wife and son to return to his side. He could only stake it all on one throw.
Bassoon drove the car. Feng Xinglang's family of three sat in the back row.
"Mommy."
After the second wife got into the car, Xing Shiwu muttered in a low voice. This was the first time he called out 'Mommy' since he could remember. He seemed a little expectant.
The second wife glanced at Xing Shiwu and snorted coldly. "What a pitiful child! He's already a scapegoat at such a young age! "
"…"
The boy retracted his expectant gaze. The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips curled up unnaturally.
"He's your most beloved son now! You're his most beloved mommy! "
Feng Xinglang reminded the woman not to forget her own role.
"Come on, my dear son, let mommy hug you!"
Xing Shiwu didn't pounce into the second wife's open embrace. Instead, he subconsciously leaned toward Feng Xinglang.
Because the boy could feel that this second wife wasn't friendly toward him; he could also smell the dangerous aura from her. It was the scent of people of the same kind: tainted with blood and killing.
Feng Xinglang took the opportunity to carry Xing Shiwu and let him sit on his strong legs. He wrapped an arm around the little fellow's thin waist, using a posture similar to how he carried his son, Lin Nuo.
"How old are you?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Nine years old," the boy replied softly.
"You're already nine years old?"
Feng Xinglang tilted his head slightly and carefully looked at the boy's face. "En … then you have to eat more! Only then can you grow strong and tall! "
The boy kept his back straight; he seemed to be a little unaccustomed to this sudden warmth.
But under Feng Xinglang's tight embrace, the boy snuggled in his arms, enjoying this brief moment of father-son bond.
"Feng Xinglang, it's quite easy for you to get into character."
The second wife glanced at Feng Xinglang who was hugging Xing Shiwu. "It's an act of guilt as a father!"
It had to be said that the second wife's words were a little straight to the point.
But other than the guilt towards this child who took the risk for his son, Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang quite liked this calm boy.
"Mrs. Feng, the way you speak … when you were dating Cong Gang, you probably quarreled several times a day, didn't you?"
Since he had nothing to do, Feng Xinglang used a roundabout way to ridicule the sharp-tongued and slightly harsh second wife of the Feng family.
Feng Xinglang really couldn't imagine this sharp-tongued woman called Lia dating the self-righteous Cong Gang!
The woman's face slowly turned cold.
"This is just my personal love! Song Tai will never fall in love with anyone! "
With that, the second wife looked at Feng Xinglang meaningfully. "You will not be an exception!"
"…" It had to be said that no one who hung out with Cong Gang, regardless of gender, felt normal.
Personal love? These words were quite sentimental! Perhaps the woman herself was enjoying it!
The entire Imperial Dragon City was brightly lit, and from time to time, a bunch of dazzling fireworks would rise.
Even if it was just Bai Mo's Xiao Shou, Yan Bang would not mistreat his brother.
Yan Bang was almost at the gates of Imperial Dragon City.
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