Another point was that no one knew a son better than his father!
How could Feng Xinglang not know his son's selfish and narrow-minded insistence on not sharing his biological father with other children!
The struggle for favor with his niece Feng Tuantuan was happening almost every day! He only hoped that he would change his opinion when he was older!
Seeing Yan Bang who came in later, Feng Xinglang asked, "Bang, how about raising a godson for me in Yulong City for a period of time?"
Yan Bang frowned and looked at Xing Shiwu who was being pulled by Feng Xinglang, "You mean this child?"
"Yes." Feng Xinglang grunted.
"Hehe, I don't even have time to raise my own son. Do you think I have time to raise a wild child?!"
What Yan Bang said was the truth. His own son, Yan Wubing, was still being raised. How could he have the heart to raise a godson in Hetun?!
"But … if you give me your son Nuo to raise, I will be very happy!"
Yan Bang added this sentence wittily. He knew that Nuo was the apple of Feng Xinglang's eye. Feng Xinglang would never bear to part with him.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang already regretted making such a request to Yan Bang. Because Yan Bang's heartless answer would only make Xing Shiwu more embarrassed.
"Uncle Feng, I still like to go back to the manor and live with other children!"
These words, were insincere. Because Xing Shiwu knew that it was impossible for him to stay and be Feng Xinglang's godson. A fake was a fake. He couldn't hope for it. By saying so, he was also finding a way out of this embarrassing situation.
"Oh, you call me Uncle Feng instead of Father Feng?"
Yan Bang reached over and touched Xing Shiwu's little head, "Let me tell you: Your Uncle Feng has a biological son who is doted on by thousands. If you want to stay and be his godson, don't even think about it! Nuo will directly kill you first! "
Although Yan Bang's words sounded a little harsh, it was an indisputable fact.
Feng Xinglang's heart tightened and he hugged Xing Shiwu tightly in his arms again.
"Shiwu, when I'm not by your side, you have to take good care of yourself! After a few days, I will find a way to find you! "
The little fellow nodded seriously. He wasn't sure if Feng Xinglang would look for him, but he was really satisfied to have one last hug with Father Feng before he left.
It felt really good to be hugged by Feng Xinglang, her temporary father!
"Yo, you really do have a deep father-son relationship and can't bear to be separated!"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and poured cold water on them. "Believe it or not, if Little Nuo was here, you guys wouldn't even last three seconds!"
If little friend Lin Nuo was really here, not to mention three seconds, he would immediately pull this imposter out of his father's arms!
"Uncle Feng …"
The little fellow carefully pushed away Feng Xinglang's embrace. Although they were reluctant to part ways, they had to part ways eventually.
"When Feng Linnuo isn't around, you can call me daddy!"
Feng Xinglang sighed softly. "Brother Nono is just that selfish. I hope you won't stoop to his level."
"Father Feng, you have to take good care of yourself! Brother Ai Nuonuo, love your family. "
The little fellow pursed her lips and spoke with some hesitation and difficulty. "And my foster father … he really misses you and worries about you! He loves you very much! "
"… Daddy knows!"
Feng Xinglang paused for a moment. "There are some things, you're still young, you don't understand."
"But Fifteen really wants to see your family and my foster father all well!"
Feng Xinglang didn't know how to answer this sensible and kind-hearted child. He could only hug him again in his arms.
Yan Bang 'drove' He Tun and the others away, but left the internal injury specialist that He Tun found for his son.
Since foreign monks liked to recite scriptures, it was not bad to let them treat Feng Xinglang. After all, the hospital in Shen City rarely received patients with gunshot wounds. He also believed that He Tun also wholeheartedly cared about his son.
…
In the limousine, He Tun's face was full of vicissitudes and haggard. Looking at Xing Shiyi made his heart ache.
"Foster father, don't worry too much … Number One already said that Feng Xinglang's injury is already much better! Later, the doctor who brought you over will give you a detailed report on Feng Xinglang's injury. "
After pondering for a moment, He Tun nodded slightly and sighed softly. "Go to the Feng family to see Xueluo and Fifteen."
Xing Shiyi hadn't mentioned to He Tun that Lin Xueluo was admitted to the hospital to protect the fetus. And now that Lin Xueluo had been discharged from the hospital and returned to the Feng family, there was no need to mention about making his foster father worry at both ends.
But when he heard that his foster father, He Tun, was going to the Feng family to see the real Fifteen, he, the fake Fifteen, inexplicably became a little nervous.
Xing Shiyi seemed to be too afraid to face the arrogant and domineering Feng Lin Nuo.
Vaguely, he always felt that he had taken over Feng Lin Nuo's father for a period of time … He felt an inexplicable sense of guilt!
Although Xing Shiyi was summoned to Shen City to take risks on behalf of Lin Nuo, he didn't expect Lin Nuo to appreciate his kindness. He did not expect Lin Nuo to appreciate his kindness. He only hoped that Lin Nuo would not blame him and be angry with him.
"Fifteen … Nuo Nuo … Cough, cough!"
He Tun's serious injury had not yet healed and his vitality was very weak. He had just opened his mouth to call out twice when he was choked by a rapid cough.
Xing Shiyi steadily helped He Tun out of the limousine. While comforting He Tun, he called Lin Nuo on behalf of He Tun.
"Fifteen … Fifteen! Foster father and Brother Twelve are here to see you! Fifteen … "
Xing Shiyi was still used to calling Lin Nuo Fifteen. Because ever since he was young, he had always called him this way.
It was inevitable that Butler Mo and the driver, Xiao Hu, would not be able to stop them.
Moreover, He Tun had already been rejected by his son, Feng Xinglang. Xing Shiyi naturally couldn't bear for his foster father, He Tun, to be rejected again.
"It's my foster father and Old Twelve!"
Hearing Xing Shiyi's call, Lin Nuo, who was accompanying Mommy to drink nutritious soup in the dining room, immediately climbed down from the chair.
Xue Luo also didn't say anything to stop her son. He Tun had already chased up to the door, it wasn't something that she could stop even if she wanted to.
"Foster father … Foster father … your injuries haven't even healed yet, why did you run over to see me? If you miss me, then let Old Fourteen bring me over to see you … Foster father, slow down! "
Lin Nuo directly supported He Tun into the Feng family's living room.
After all, He Tun was the Young Master's biological grandfather. Butler Mo didn't make things too difficult for him and let him into the Feng family's living room.
"Nuo Nuo, where's your Mommy?" He Tun asked while panting.
"Mommy is drinking nutritious soup in the dining room … Foster father, let me help you to sit on the sofa."
"Foster father won't sit, bring foster father to see your Mommy."
Just as He Tun was about to take a step forward, Butler Mo blocked his way.
Letting He Tun into the house was because He Tun was Nuo Nuo's biological grandfather. But at this moment, Butler Mo stopped He Tun because he didn't want He Tun to disturb Second Madam who was still trying to protect the fetus.
Most likely, Second Madam also didn't want to see He Tun, the instigator!
Otherwise, with Second Madam's gentleness and kindness, she would come out of the dining room to see He Tun.
Butler Mo understood Second Madam's meaning.
"Mr. Xing, let's stop here! My Second Madam just came back from the hospital to protect the fetus. Her body is still very weak, please don't disturb her rest. "
Butler Mo's tone was polite, but his attitude was firm.
"What did you say? Xue Luo went to the hospital to protect the fetus? What happened? "
He Tun immediately tensed up his voice. He was worried about Xue Luo's body, but he was more concerned about his son's child.
"My Second Young Master's injury was so serious … My Madam's heart ached for my Second Young Master, so she affected the fetus. She suffered quite a bit in the hospital! Her body has just recovered, so it's not convenient for her to meet guests. I hope Mr. Xing can forgive her. "
Butler Mo was a scholarly butler. He used a roundabout way to remind He Tun of his' grave sin '.
In other words: Second Young Master and Second Madam's current suffering is all thanks to you, He Tun.
Actually, Butler Mo's heart ached for Second Young Master and Second Madam. And the child in Second Young Madam's stomach.
He Tun seemed to have understood, as he instantly lowered his eyelids dejectedly.
At the start, Lin Nuo didn't notice Xing Shiwu who was far behind his foster father He Tun and Xing Shiwu; but at this moment, he saw the imposter!
This imposter actually dared to come to his house?!
"Hey! Imposter, what are you doing in my house?! Don't tell me you still want to pester my biological father? Don't you have any face! Feng Xinglang is my biological father! He's my biological father! You're just an imposter! You really want to be my biological father's godson? Dream on! "
The little fellow was full of enmity towards Xing Shiwu.
Perhaps in Lin Nuo's eyes, this imposter's mission had already been completed, and he could already go back to his training manor!
Then why did he still come here?
He must be here to pester his biological father Feng Xinglang! That must be it!
"I didn't … I'm here to accompany foster father to see you."
Xing Shiwu originally didn't want to enter the Feng family. But he heard foster father He Tun was coughing badly, so he wanted to come and help.
"See me? Why would I want an imposter to come and see me? Get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you anymore! "
Lin Nuo continued to shout at Xing Shiwu: "Also, do you think you're not allowed to come and find my biological father! Or else I'll break your legs! Do you hear me?! "
"Nuo Nuo! Don't be so rude! "
The one who scolded the little fellow was Xue Luo who slowly walked out of the dining room. She heard her son keep repeating the word 'imposter' with enmity.
Xue Luo really wanted to see this pitiful child!
The little boy was very fair and looked much thinner than her son Lin Nuo. His eyes were filled with shyness and guilt.
"Mommy, this imposter ran over to steal my biological father again! So annoying! "The little fellow ran over and hugged Xue Luo's waist coquettishly.
"Nuo Nuo, foster father promises you: this number one will definitely not steal your biological father from you!"
He Tun pacified his anxious and angry grandson, "He won't dare and won't!"
"Nuo Nuo, be good. Quickly go and pour a cup of water for your foster father!"
Xue Luo ordered her vicious son to do the work. She probably wanted to send this extremely unfriendly little thing away.
"Mommy, your biological son will first help you to sit on the sofa, then your biological son will go and pour a cup of water for foster father."
After the little fellow turned around and ran to the kitchen, Xue Luo beckoned to Xing Shiwu who was standing at the side.
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