"Lin Xueluo, if you dare to run away, I will make sure that you will never see your son again!"
Feng Xinglang's stern roar came from behind, while Xue Luo ran even faster.
Only after Xue Luo disappeared at the end of the long corridor did Feng Xinglang realize that Lin Xue Luo, that idiot woman, had really abandoned her own son and ran away alone!
It seemed that Lin Nuo who was in her arms was also startled for a moment: Dear mommy, she really left him alone … and ran away!
Alright, Mommy was only going home to call for reinforcements. She would never abandon her own son.
As the little guy comforted himself, tears welled up in his eyes.
After all, he was abandoned by Mommy, wasn't he?
Both father and son were silent!
This intense and fast-paced scene really stunned the little group.
She skipped the complicated process and got a sad result: Little Big Brother's mother had left Little Big Brother alone! Little Big Brother had become a motherless child!
"Little Big Brother, don't cry. Your Mommy ran away … You should go home with him."
The little cutie was kind. She wanted to bring her little brother, who had no mother, back to her home.
Originally, with Lin Nuo's stubbornness, he wouldn't cry in front of his bastard father. But after hearing Little Princess Feng's words, big tears rolled out.
"I'm not crying! You're so annoying! My mommy just went back to call for help! Then come back and kill that bastard Feng Xinglang! "
The little fellow cried out harshly, feeling wronged. It seemed that he still couldn't accept the fact that his mother had abandoned him.
Being yelled at by the little fellow, Little Princess Feng couldn't bear it anymore. She immediately threw herself into Feng Lixin's arms and burst into tears.
As she cried, she used her teary eyes to glance at Lin Nuo, who was tightly held in Little Papa Feng Xinglang's arms. She seemed to want to see how Lin Nuo would react after making her cry. Or would he run over to comfort her and coax her?
Unfortunately, Little Friend Lin Nuo was not someone who knew how to have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex. He couldn't even take care of his own sadness. How could he take care of Little Princess Feng, who was crying because of him?
"Alright, in my opinion, you should let Nuo Nuo go back with his mommy first. After that, we'll take our time to think about it. "
Actually, Feng Lixin wanted to say, "If you hold the little guy hostage like this, the little guy will only feel worse." The distance between you and your father is not being drawn closer, but is being drawn further apart.
Feng Xing glared at Feng Lixin and said coldly, "Feng Lixin, if it were your own child, would you let him go back and acknowledge a thief as his father?"
After being yelled at by Feng Xinglang, Feng Lixin also calmed down. He could understand Feng Xinglang's feelings at this moment. Just like how he was willing to do anything for his daughter, Tuan Tuan.
That's why it's said: the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the player involved.
Even though he knew that his actions would hurt his own child, Feng Xinglang really couldn't let go of his son Lin Nuo's arms! Moreover, he couldn't just watch as the little guy went back and acknowledged the thief as his father.
Following Mommy Xue Luo's departure, Little Friend Lin Nuo who had been crying for a while also calmed down.
"Feng Xinglang, you're finished! My foster father will definitely come looking for me! At that time, I'll beat you up very badly! "
The little fellow once again used the fox exploiting the tiger's might to intimidate others.
Feng Xinglang reduced the strength on his arms a little, as if he wanted to let the little fellow in his embrace move into a more comfortable position. When the little fellow tried to resist, he tightened his arms again.
He repeated this action over and over again, just because he didn't want to hurt the little thing or strangle the little thing.
The little fellow was unable to see the subtle fatherly love, and was even more unable to understand it.
"Feng Linnuo, seeing that fake foster father of yours beating up your own father, you're very happy right?"
Feng Xinglang started to reason with the little fellow. With his, Feng Xinglang's, way.
He even overbearingly added the word 'Feng' in front of the little fellow's name.
"I'm not called Feng Linnuo, I'm called Lin Nuo!" The little fellow immediately corrected.
"My foster father is not a fake! It's more like you're a fake! "
The little fellow maintained the image and status of River Tun in all aspects.
Actually, it could also be seen from another aspect: The care and concern that River Tun had for the little fellow was deeply rooted. It wasn't suppressed or mistreated.
"I'm a fake? Hehe, without my little Kezheng, how would there be you? You're my biological son, from now on, you must follow my surname Feng. "
Feng Xinglang insisted on correcting his son's cognitive world.
"It was River Tun who ruthlessly and cruelly separated our family of three! He's our common enemy! "
Whether the little fellow accepted it or not, Feng Xinglang would tell him the truth.
"You're the enemy of me, Mommy, and foster father! I saw you bully Mommy with my own eyes! You chained Mommy to the sofa and stripped her clothes … I hate you! I hate you! "
The little fellow indignantly shouted his dissatisfaction towards his bastard biological father, Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang was slightly startled. Just as he had expected, Lin Xueluo was rescued from his lounge by the people of River Tun.
However, Feng Xinglang had never expected that River Tun would actually allow someone to bring his biological son along to observe?
This River Tun was too vicious, wasn't it? It was simply a blatant act of hatred!
Thinking about it, how could River Tun miss any opportunity to drive a wedge between the relationship between father and son!
"Your mommy is my wife. If I didn't sleep with her, how would I have you? So, it's only right and proper for me to sleep with her. "
Feng Xinglang said shamelessly. He behaved like a domineering biological father.
"Mommy is mine! She can only sleep with me! "
The little fellow didn't understand. The word 'sleep' from his bastard biological father was worlds apart from the word 'sleep' that he could understand.
"Oh, you're still against me? When you slept with your mommy, you were still a little tadpole! "
Although the conversation between father and son was filled with the smell of gunpowder, it was still a pleasant conversation.
"You're a little tadpole! You're an ugly toad! "
The little fellow kept arguing with his biological father, Feng Xinglang.
*****
In fact, Xing Ba knew everything that happened in the private room of the teahouse just now like the back of his hand.
But he didn't make a move to save Xueluo and her son. This was also what River Tun wanted.
"Foster father, Feng Xinglang has kidnapped Fifteenth."
On the phone, Xing Ba reported everything he had seen truthfully to his foster father, River Tun.
"What about Lin Xueluo?"
River Tun's voice was heavy. He was not nervous because Fifteenth was kidnapped by Feng Xinglang. He was calm as if he had already expected all this.
"Lin Xueluo ran away."
"Ran away? Oh, interesting! "
"What about Fifteenth? Should we chase him back? "
"No! Just let his biological father take him back to cultivate feelings for a few days. "
"If they cultivate feelings between father and son, then, foster father, you …"
Xing Ba voiced out his doubts. After all, Fifteenth was River Tun's most beloved foster son.
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