At this moment, the little fellow didn't even want to call his biological father 'bastard' anymore. He directly used the word 'bastard' to address his biological father, Feng Xinglang.
Of course, Xue Luo could tell that the 'bastard' her son was referring to was Feng Xinglang. However, the phrase 'multiple choice' really made Xue Luo panic quite a bit.
"Xing … Mr. Xing, you, you want Feng Xinglang to make another multiple choice question?"
Xue Luo asked nervously.
"Yes! I want Feng Xinglang to choose between Fifteen and his daughter, Feng Tuantuan. What do you think? "
He Tun did not hide anything from Xue Luo. Instead, he openly told her about his recent plans.
Hearing the contents of the multiple choice question in River Village, Xue Luo felt unwell.
"Mr. Xing, can you not let Feng Xinglang know that Nuo Nuo is his child? If Feng Xinglang chose his daughter, Feng Tuantuan, then how much damage would it cause to Nuo Nuo! Mr. Xing, please reconsider. "
Xue Luo tried her best to suppress the nervousness and apprehension in her heart, calmly persuading He Tun.
"Mommy, don't worry. That bastard can't hurt me!"
The little fellow added. It sounded like not only did he tacitly approve of his adoptive father's actions, but he was also very supportive.
But Xue Luo didn't think so. If Feng Xinglang really chose his and Lan Youyou's daughter and gave up on Lin Nuo, to a 5-year-old child, the damage would be huge.
"No! No! Mr. Xing, you love Fifteen so much, you must be reluctant to let him get hurt. "
Xue Luo tried to reason with him and move his emotions. It didn't matter how she suffered, but she really didn't want to see her son, Lin Nuo, get hurt.
"With me here, how could Fifteen get hurt? Even if Feng Xinglang chooses his daughter, I won't hurt Fifteen! "
The damage that He Tun understood was completely different from the damage that Lin Xueluo understood. What Xue Luo was worried about was the damage to her soul. Not in the physical sense.
"If Feng Xinglang chooses his daughter, how sad will Fifteen feel?"
A child who was not chosen by his own father would more or less be hurt in his heart. What's more, Lin Nuo was only a five year old child, that kind of injury was simply a disaster.
"Lin Xueluo, you underestimate your son! A child raised by me wouldn't have such a weak mental state. "
He Tun pecked the little fellow on the cheek. "Fifteen, tell me what you think."
"I agree with Godfather's decision to let that bastard Feng Xinglang make such a choice!"
The little fellow actually agreed immediately.
At this moment, Xue Luo seemed to be unable to understand what her son Lin Nuo was thinking. Wasn't he worried that Feng Xinglang would choose his daughter, Feng Tuantuan, and abandon him?
Facing River Tun, Xue Luo did not want to interrogate her son. She was not sure if her son, Lin Nuo, was forced by He Tun to agree with He Tun.
But Xue Luo was clear that even if He Tun didn't discuss with them, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Thus, Xue Luo wanted to change the way she put it.
"Mr. Xing, Feng Tuantuan is the biological daughter of your adopted daughter, Lan Youyou. She is also your granddaughter. Are you willing to let your granddaughter face such a cruel choice?"
Xue Luo was wise. She wanted to discuss this issue with River Tun from another angle.
Actually, Xue Luo's intention was: If Feng Xinglang's brain had a problem and didn't choose his daughter, could it be that you, River Tun, would also do the same to your granddaughter?
"The choice result isn't important! What's important is the choice process! "
He Tun stared at Lin Xueluo's eyes meaningfully. "Aren't you curious: Between his biological son and biological daughter, how would Feng Xinglang make the choice?"
"Feng Xinglang doesn't have the right to make such a choice! Because my son, Lin Nuo, has nothing to do with him! "
Xue Luo coldly said. She wanted to let River Tun know her attitude.
"Then it's decided! It's too late, Little Fifteen is also sleepy. "
He Tun stood up, carrying Little Fifteen in his arms and was about to walk towards his master bedroom.
"Mr. Xing, I have a presumptuous request."
Xue Luo started a new topic, stopping River Tun who was about to leave.
"Speak."
River Tun seemed to be somewhat impatient. Because of Xue Luo's disobedience again and again.
Perhaps from River Tun's point of view: Being able to mention it to Xue Luo in advance is already giving her a lot of face; to actually dare to raise a different objection in front of him, is simply too daring.
"Mr. Xing, can you give me a bodyguard?"
The reason why Xue Luo had such a request, is entirely because she had enough of Feng Xinglang's torture. She wanted to borrow the strength of River Tun to resist Feng Xinglang. And also Lan Youyou.
River Tun slightly raised his thick eyebrows, as if he was weighing.
"Other than Twelve, you can choose one of my godson first. After a few days, I'll help you to designate a special one. "
The reason why Xing Twelve was excluded, is because Xing Twelve is Little Fifteen's special bodyguard and master.
"…" Xue Luo was really startled: It seems like she didn't expect that River Tun would actually be so generous to let her choose any of his godson.
"Godson, then let's first send Old Eight to protect my mommy! Old Eight's hands and feet are still considered nimble, he also doesn't look ugly! "
The little fellow continued his godson's words, helping his mommy choose Xing Eight.
Because among the godson that River Tun knew, Xing Eight should be the most experienced one. Moreover, he is quite a steady person, not good with words.
"En, then Old Eight it is." Godson agreed.
"Many thanks, Godson! Godson is the best! "
Little Fifteen loudly kissed Godson's cheek, causing River Tun to laugh heartily.
He Tun laughed heartily and said, "Hahahaha, little thing, you are becoming more and more pleasing to me!"
This night, Xue Luo couldn't speak to her son Lin Nuo again.
It seemed like Xue Luo had already realized that her son Lin Nuo was purposely avoiding her, his own mommy.
Xue Luo was really a little worried: What exactly is a 5-year-old little thing thinking in his brain? But intuition told her that the little fellow's hatred towards his biological father Feng Xinglang is increasing day by day.
A 5-year-old child who longs for his father's love, is it going to change uncontrollably into a situation where he hates his own father to the bone?
Xue Luo didn't dare to think too much, and she also didn't want to think too much!
While River Tun was taking Lin Nuo to swim, Xue Luo stopped Xing Shier who was bringing the little fellow a change of clothes.
Other than her, the mommy, Xing Shier was the only one who could take care of Little Fifteen's meals and sleep.
"Shier, today when you guys went to save me, did Little Fifteen see … something he shouldn't have seen?"
Xue Luo asked with some difficulty.
"He saw what he should have seen!" Xing Shier said bluntly.
"Shier, Little Fifteen is still a child, how can you let him see such an unbearable scene of his mommy?"
Xue Luo couldn't help but grumble.
"This is also my godson's intention! You are so smart, could it be that you can't guess what my godson's intention is?! "
After a slight pause, Xing Shier added, "Oh right, tomorrow night, Godson will bring Little Fifteen to meet Feng Xinglang and his son."
"What? Tomorrow night? "
Xue Luo was stunned on the spot.
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