With Xing Shier's agility, it was easy for him to cover up Little Fifteen's eyes.
But at that moment, Xing Shier made the decision to let the little fellow witness the mosaic scene in the lounge with her own eyes.
It didn't matter whether Feng Xinglang showed it or not.
They were all men anyway. If he had it, so did Xing Shier and Little Fifteen. It was just that he had a beard on his elephant nose while Little Fifteen didn't. That was the only difference!
As for Lin Xueluo … the little guy grew up drinking her milk, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed if he was seen.
Xing Shier thought that the little guy would scream when he saw his mother, Lin Xueluo's naked body. Xing Shier was ready to cover his mouth.
But the little guy's first reaction was silence. He bit his lips and remained silent. Two seconds later, the little guy instinctively covered Xing Shier's eyes and warned him in a low voice.
"Shier, don't look! My mommy isn't wearing any clothes. "
The little guy seemed a little embarrassed. But amidst the embarrassment, there was an even deeper hatred for that bastard of a father.
He Tun's goal was achieved! Even if he didn't use coercion, he could still make Little Fifteen hate his own father!
What He Tun had to do next was to tell Feng Xinglang that Little Fifteen was actually his and Lin Xueluo's biological son.
Then, when Little Fifteen wanted to kill Feng Xinglang, the bastard father, Feng Xinglang wouldn't resist!
Originally, He Tun wanted Little Fifteen and Feng Xinglang to kill each other. After Feng Xinglang killed his own son, He Tun would tell Feng Xinglang about Little Fifteen's background … But He Tun couldn't bear to let go of the little guy that he had brought up!
He Tun accompanied him almost every day when he grew up. Even if it was a puppy, feelings would develop after spending a long time with it. Moreover, Little Fifteen was to He Tun's liking.
*****
In the office, Ye Shinian was still half a beat too slow when he went to pick up Feng Tuan Tuan. The little cutie's forehead still hit the edge of the coffee table.
Because Tuan Tuan ran so fast and hard, the force of his knock on the coffee table was not small. With a dull thud, Feng Tuan Tuan, who was stunned for half a second, let out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Tuantuan, Tuantuan!"
Ye Shinian picked up the little cutie who had rolled on the carpet. "Tuantuan, don't cry. Tell Uncle Ye where you hit yourself."
"My head hurts … Ouch …"
The little fellow's cries grew louder and louder, and she wept with all her strength. Little did he know that the more he cried, the more the wound on his forehead hurt.
Ye Shinian was shocked to find that Cutie's forehead was already bleeding.
Although Ye Shinian was also a hooligan who went berserk on the edge of a knife, and had seen many bloody scenes, but when he saw the soft little thing Feng Tuantuan bleeding, he was instantly shocked.
He was the same as Feng Xinglang, practically spoiling Feng Tuantuan to the bones. It was not only because he loved Lan Youyou, but also because Feng Tuantuan was very likable.
"Brother Lang... Brother Lang... Come out quickly, Tuan Tuan is bleeding! Brother Lang … "
The panicked Ye Shinian screamed uncontrollably at the door of the lounge. Ye Shinian really hoped that the bleeding forehead was his.
In the lounge, when Feng Xinglang heard Feng Tuan Tuan's sharp scream, he instinctively opened his sharp eyes.
He could tell that Feng Tuantuan's wailing was unusual.
When he heard Ye Shinian scream that Feng Tuan Tuan was bleeding, he jumped up from the sofa. When he was about to rush out of the lounge naked, he was stopped by the handcuffs on his right hand and Xue Luo's left hand.
When she saw Feng Xinglang's nervousness, anxiousness and uneasiness because of his beloved daughter, Xue Luo's heart was pierced.
She was not jealous of the little girl being doted on by her father, but she lamented that her child had never received even a little bit of care and love from her biological father.
It had been five years. To a child's childhood, it was extremely precious. Once it was missed, it was gone forever.
Obviously, he could not drag Xue Luo, who was completely naked, out of the lounge.
Feng Xinglang returned to the sofa and fished out a key from the bottom of the sofa. With a click, he unlocked the handcuff on one side of his wrist.
This big bastard, he really hid the key.
Before Xue Luo could scold the man for his hypocrisy and lies, Feng Xinglang moved at lightning speed and locked the half of the handcuff on his wrist on the retractable bar under the sofa.
In other words, the naked Xue Luo was handcuffed to the sofa by Feng Xinglang.
So much so that he didn't even have time to waste with Xue Luo. Feng Xing Lang put on his sleeping robe and rushed out.
The door of the lounge was smart: the door closed as the person left.
The stunned Xue Luo watched Feng Xinglang leave until her vision was blocked by the smart door. Xue Luo had no choice but to face a cruel reality: Feng Xinglang was worried about his and Lan Youyou's daughter, so he locked her in the lounge alone.
Not only was she locked in the room, but she was also handcuffed to the sofa.
Lin Xue Luo, who was completely naked, let out a strange sneer. That sneer was so strange that it made one's hair stand on end.
Five years ago, Feng Lixin was Feng Xinglang's sky, his life; Lin Xue Luo was just a worthless piece of grass, a bait.
Five years later, his and Lan Youyou's daughter, Feng Tuan Tuan, became Feng Xinglang's new world, Feng Xinglang's new life; Lin Xue Luo was just a shameless plaything. He could sleep with her freely, toss and turn, and when he was done, he handcuffed her to the sofa …
Lin Xue Luo, Lin Xue Luo, after five years, you are still so unbearable.
Xue Luo's heart ached like a desert, but she could not cry.
*****
Feng Xinglang, who rushed out of the lounge, saw the pitiful little girl wailing in Ye Shinian's arms, and his heart ached for her.
"Papa … Tuan Tuan hurts so much …"
Cutie whimpered pitifully and sobbed.
"Be good Tuan Tuan, don't move! Let Papa see where you are hurt, and if it's serious. "
Feng Xinglang grabbed the little poor girl's waving little hand, and carefully examined the wound on her forehead: It should be a skin wound, and a little blood flowed out; but her forehead was swollen, and it was really distressing to look at.
Since she was young, Feng Tuan Tuan had been meticulously cared for by the Feng family, and had almost never been hurt. It was the first time since the little cutie was born that she was hit and bled. It was enough to prove how much the Feng family doted on this little thing.
"Papa … Tuan Tuan hurts so much. Papa blow … "
The little girl's pair of teary eyes really hurt Feng Xinglang's heart.
He gently followed the little cutie's wishes and did an extremely childish thing: blowing a few times on her swollen and bleeding forehead.
"Tuan Tuan, be good, don't move! It will only hurt more if you move. Papa will send Tuan Tuan to the hospital now. "
Feng Xinglang carried Tuan Tuan, barefoot, wearing a nightgown, and rushed out of the CEO's office. He did not care about Lin Xueluo, who was handcuffed to the sofa and could not even put on her clothes by herself.
"Papa, Tuan Tuan, don't go to the doctor … Doctors are all devils. Tuan Tuan, don't get an injection … Tuan Tuan is so scared. "
The little poor girl snuggled in Feng Xinglang's arms, sobbing, and crystal clear tears fell straight down.
"Tuan Tuan, don't be afraid! Papa will always be by Tuan Tuan's side. Tuan Tuan, be good, be brave. "
Feng Xinglang kissed the little cutie in his arms, wishing that he could bear the pain on her forehead for her.
When Lan Youyou saw her crying daughter Feng Tuan Tuan being carried out of the elevator by Feng Xinglang, she immediately got out of the Maserati and rushed towards Feng Xinglang and her daughter.
"Tuan Tuan, what happened? Your forehead … Oh my god, it's bleeding! "
Seeing her daughter's bleeding and swollen forehead, Lan Youyou's heart ached.
"Feng Xinglang, how do you take care of Tuan Tuan? She went upstairs just fine, why is her forehead so swollen? And it's bleeding? "
Lan Youyou angrily scolded Feng Xinglang for not taking good care of her daughter. Just as she was about to reach out to touch her daughter, Feng Xinglang pushed her away.
"Lan Youyou, if you dare to use Tuan Tuan to achieve your goal again, I will kill you!"
Feng Xinglang said in a fierce voice.
"Alright, Brother Lang, now is not the time to quarrel. Let's send Tuan Tuan to the hospital first. If the tissue in the brain is really damaged, you two can wait to cry! "
Ye Shinian's stern rebuke stopped the quarrel between Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou. They sat together in Ye Shinian's more spacious Land Rover.
"Mommy, don't blame Pap for sleeping. Tuan Tuan accidentally bumped into it."
The little cutie said in a crying voice.
Only then did Lan Youyou realize that Feng Xinglang was only wearing a nightgown, not even shoes or men's underwear. It was enough to prove how nervous and anxious Feng Xinglang was for his precious daughter.
"Tuan Tuan, don't talk anymore. Otherwise, your forehead will bleed again. Mommy is here, and so is Papa. "
Lan Youyou comforted her daughter with a heartache.
"Tuan Tuan, you can't sleep, do you understand? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell Papa immediately. "
Feng Xinglang ordered the pitiful little girl in his arms and scolded Ye Shinian: "Hurry and call the Children's Hospital, let them prepare first."
Every word of rebuke, every word of comfort, every action, was filled with Feng Xinglang's infinite love for Feng Tuan Tuan.
*****
Following Feng Xinglang's departure, Lin Nuo saw the bright handcuffs on mommy Xue Luo's wrists.
He also saw that bastard of a father handcuffed mommy Xue Luo to the retractable bar on the sofa because he was anxious about his precious daughter.
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