Even after Feng Xinglang left the police station, Captain Jian still hadn't recovered from the shock.
What was the meaning of this?
To be a prisoner of He Tun?
What did this Second Master Feng want to do?
He even wanted him to go to Shallow Water Bay to rescue him ten days later?
Captain Jian finally understood that Feng Xinglang was only joking with him after He Tun failed to put his wife and son under house arrest.
At that time, Captain Jian didn't take it to heart and didn't take it seriously!
Besides, if it involved He Tun's case again, he could just report it truthfully. To be honest, a small captain like him couldn't make the decision for someone like He Tun.
*****
These few days, Xue Luo and her son were living peacefully.
Her body was hers, even if it wasn't for herself, she would at least cherish it for her son Lin Nuo. Other than her biological mother, her son didn't seem to have a biological father to rely on.
Xue Luo mentioned to the only female chef in Shallow Water Bay that she had a miscarriage and needed to nourish herself.
The men in this Shallow Water Bay didn't seem to have any tender feelings for the fairer sex, so Xue Luo could only cherish her own body.
She was locked in Qi Bei Shan City by Feng Xinglang for around ten days and then returned to Shallow Water Bay to nourish herself for five to six days. After half a month of recuperation, Xue Luo's body had recovered a lot. It was just that the pain in her spirit and soul couldn't be healed by medicine and food.
After getting the news of Lin Xue Luo's miscarriage from the female chef, Xing Shier told He Tun during a sparring session.
He Tun wasn't interested in whether Xue Luo had a miscarriage or not, he was only interested in the process and result of Feng Xinglang hurting Xue Luo.
In other words: Xue Luo and her son choosing to return to He Tun and draw a clear line with Feng Xinglang was the result of Feng Xinglang hurting them.
Letting his adopted son Little Fifteen return to his side was of course one of He Tun's goals; but he could also break up Feng Xinglang's family, it was really satisfying.
After returning to Shen City, letting Xue Luo have the freedom to enter and leave Shallow Water Bay was also one of He Tun's strategies.
He wanted to give Xue Luo and her son a chance to get close to Feng Xinglang, and properly nurture their fragile relationship, then force Feng Xinglang to ruthlessly abandon them once again …
In addition to the fact that Feng Xinglang had a history of abandoning his wife and son, the consolidation this time completely separated him from his wife and son.
However, He Tun and Xing Shier didn't expect Feng Xinglang to be so strong in that aspect. In just two months, he actually managed to get Lin Xueluo pregnant! And it was a miscarriage!
Should he sigh at Feng Xinglang's exuberance? Or should he be angry at Lin Xueluo for not being reserved?
The three meals a day at Repulse Bay had always been sumptuous.
It was still the same as before: He Tun brought his two most pampered foster sons, Little Fifteen and Little Twelve, to sit at the dining table and eat; Xue Luo only ate the nourishing and turbid medicinal cuisine specially made for her by the female chef in the huge kitchen.
Not only did Xue Luo become taciturn, even the lively Lin Nuo seemed to be infected. After returning to Shallow Water Bay this time, the little fellow was not happy.
Originally, before returning to Shen City, he was full of hope to find his biological father.
But now, that heart full of hope had been defeated by the cruel reality. His biological father chose someone else's child and abandoned him.
Could he say that he didn't blame his biological father?
The little fellow had been suppressing this kind of sadness. A child who was abandoned by his biological father would more or less leave a negative and pessimistic side in his psychology. Therefore, the little fellow became obedient in front of He Tun.
His biological father didn't like him, so he could only hope that his foster father, He Tun, would love them more.
A child who was only five years old still longed to be protected by a powerful person. This would give him enough security.
On the dining table, almost everything was Little Fifteen's favorite food. It was enough to see that He Tun favored him.
He Tun's external injuries had almost recovered. He stretched out his strong arm and lovingly stroked the little fellow's black and shiny hair that had returned to its handsome appearance.
"This hairstyle is still better! It's much more handsome than the bowl cut that your mother cut for you! "
For some reason, perhaps He Tun's state of mind was really old. In addition, Little Fifteen had been away for more than ten days, so he was even more partial to Little Fifteen, who had returned to his side again.
The little fellow carelessly poked at the rice in the bowl, taking a bite from time to time.
"Why don't you eat? Do the dishes made by the Chinese chef not suit your taste? "
He Tun seemed to be trying to find something to talk about. He could feel that the little fellow was unhappy these days.
The little fellow shook his head.
In order to show that the dishes were delicious, Little Fifteen, who didn't know how to use chopsticks, used a fork to pierce a piece of Dongpo pork and put it into his mouth to eat.
At this moment, what appeared in the little fellow's mind was the scene of his biological father, Feng Xinglang, biting off the fat of him and his mother on the dining table of the Feng family.
Maybe … his bastard biological father still loved them! Just not very much!
"Your biological father abandoned you, but don't you still have me, your foster father? It's enough to have a foster father who loves me! "
He Tun picked up the unhappy little fellow from the chair and let him sit on his strong legs. Then he patiently fed the little fellow dinner himself.
These days, He Tun missed the little fellow so much that his beard came out of his skin. When it rubbed against the little fellow's chubby cheeks, it was so itchy that he shrank his neck to avoid it. He Tun did it on purpose. His purpose was to make the unhappy little fellow laugh.
Xing Ba came in.
"Foster Father, Feng Xinglang is here. He's alone. He said he wants to see you. "
He Tun tightened his grip on Little Fifteen in his arms and raised his thick sword-like eyebrows slightly. "No! Can't you see that I'm busy? "
"Then I'll send him away now," Xing Ba responded, then turned to leave.
"Wait!"
He Tun stopped Xing Ba, who had turned to leave. "Let him in. Just search carefully. "
The reason why he changed his mind was that He Tun felt that it seemed quite interesting to let a biological father watch his biological son being held in his arms and fed by his foster father!
Moreover, the little fellow had been in such a low mood recently. Maybe Feng Xinglang's arrival could make the little fellow smile.
Xing Ba seemed to pause for a moment before he bowed and answered, "Yes, Foster Father."
"Fifteen, when your bastard biological father comes later, how are you going to vent your anger?"
He Tun asked unkindly.
"I don't want to see him! He's not my biological father! He's just a bastard! "The little fellow was indignant.
"You'd better see him! Even if you don't take revenge for yourself, you have to take revenge for your mother. You have to take revenge for your younger brother and sister who died before they were even born, right? "
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