After the door in the tunnel was closed, the basement once again fell into darkness.
It also covered Feng Xinglang's wet eyes.
A few seconds later, a muffled whimper came from behind the bars.
For a long time, he was unable to calm down.
Lin Nuo sat on the edge of Xing Ba's bed. She didn't take off her clothes to sleep, but just stared at Xing Ba with her clear eyes wide open.
A five-year-old kid was actually able to stare at Xing Ba till he felt weak.
As a matter of fact, Xing Ba's guilty conscience did not come from the little b * stard in front of him, but from the little b * stard's backer.
Xing Ba knew that River Tun sometimes spoiled the little fellow without any principles.
For example, Xing Laowu was punished to be soaked in ice water for a few hours in the middle of winter … Perhaps he wouldn't die, but the feeling was terrible!
And the reason for this was because Xing Laowu had obeyed River Tun's orders and didn't let the little guy run wild in Pater Castle in the winter.
The little fellow found a very far-fetched excuse and rolled on the ground coquettishly, refusing to let He Tun punish Xing Laowu.
Not only did he feel wronged, but he also felt aggrieved.
"Fifteen, mom's embrace is the warmest. Don't let yourself be wronged. I'm used to sleeping alone, so I'm afraid I can't serve you well. "
Eighth Xing was much smarter than Fourth and Fifth Xing.
"The wound on Feng Xinglang's hand … was caused by you?"
After pondering for a while, the little fellow asked in a cold voice.
Sure enough, it was as Xing Ba had expected. The little thing still cared about its biological father.
"That's what Godfather wants! You know, I can't make the decision. But for your mommy's sake, I've been very gentle! "
The little fellow used her adoptive father, Hetun, to suppress her other adoptive brothers, so of course, Xing Ba could also use Hetun to suppress the little fellow.
"Well done! I will praise you in front of foster father! "
However, the little guy changed the topic.
"…" Xing Ba was slightly dazed. Was this little thing playing a game of concealment with him?
As expected of Feng Xinglang's biological son. The father and son were full of evil tricks!
"Then, Brother Ba will thank you in advance! If there's anything you need, just say it. "
Xing Ba went along with the little fellow's words. His tone was filled with coaxing.
But in his heart, he was extremely bitter. Why didn't he give the job of watching over Feng Xinglang to Twelfth Brother?
At the very least, He Tun had never punished Xing Shier because of his favoritism towards the little fellow.
Therefore, it still depended on the person.
"Are you still going to teach Feng Xinglang a lesson tonight? Bring me along! I really want to see that bastard Feng Xinglang get beaten up. "
Actually, the little guy's cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't deal with the shrewd Eighth Xing at all. Therefore, the words he asked were childish, and Xing Ba could easily hear the clues.
"Oh, what a coincidence. Godfather has ordered that no one is allowed to go to the basement at night. Should I go and ask Godfather for instructions now? "
Xing Ba was a wily old fox. He knew what the little fellow wanted. Thus, he pushed the boat with the current and reassured the little thing.
"It's too late. There's no need to ask foster father. Let him have a good rest. "
I can tell Xing Ba won't be going down to the basement tonight.
The little guy immediately jumped down from the edge of the bed.
He couldn't be bothered to sleep with this stinky Xing Ba!
"Good, good. Fifteenth Brother is filial to Foster Father."
Xing Ba hurriedly began to flatter him.
*****
The basement had been modified, and the soundproofing was very good. As long as the door of the passage was closed, almost no sound could be heard.
Until now, Xue Luo still didn't know the real reason why Feng Xinglang came here to be a prisoner.
But she clearly realized that Feng Xinglang's trick of 'injuring himself to gain confidence' had already affected her and her son Lin Nuo's heart.
Should she ignore it? Or should she inform the Feng family?
Thinking about it, Feng Xinglang should have his own arrangements. He didn't need a low IQ idiot like her to think of ideas for him!
In Feng Xinglang's heart, wasn't she an idiot?
But it had already been two days, and she didn't see anyone come to take Feng Xinglang away?
What did he want to do? Did he really want to stay in the basement forever?
Of course, Xue Luo didn't believe his nonsense of 'just wanting to be closer to them'!
Was this Feng Xinglang trying to force them to betray He Xinglang, and then think of a way to save him from the basement?
If that was really the case, then he, Feng Xinglang, really thought highly of their ability and IQ!
A light knock on the door interrupted Xue Luo's divergent thoughts.
When she walked to the door, she heard her son's secret signal in a low voice. "Mommy, it's your biological son."
When it came to protecting his mommy, the little fellow's consciousness was still very strong.
Xue Luo hurriedly opened the door, pulled her son in, and hugged him in her arms.
"Nuo Nuo, did you see your biological father?" Xue Luo asked.
The little fellow nodded his head, walked gloomily to the side of the bed, and climbed up silently.
"What's wrong Nuo Nuo, did your biological father scold you?" Xue Luo asked again.
"Mommy, quickly go to sleep. Old Eight said that he won't go to the basement again tonight. "
In other words: That bastard biological father won't get beaten up again tonight.
It seemed that the little fellow also understood: Mommy wanted him to pester Xing Ba to sleep because she was worried that Xing Ba would beat his biological father Feng Xinglang again.
After saying that, the little fellow didn't want to say anything more, so he burrowed into the quilt and turned away unhappily.
Xue Luo also didn't have the heart to ask again. It seemed that she was getting more and more unable to guess her son's thoughts.
When Lin Nuo seemed to have fallen asleep, Xue Luo caressed her son's little face, but she felt her son's wet tears.
Xue Luo's heart fiercely ached.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang's trick was effective in her son's heart.
The next day, when Xue Luo woke up, there was no trace of her son beside her.
Worried that her son would accidentally anger He Tun, Xue Luo hurriedly got up and went out to check.
At the dining table, the butler passed a pile of documents to Xing Shier. It seemed that Xing Shier was going out again today.
"Fifteenth, are you tired of playing with remote control planes? Godfather bought you a private plane, are you interested in going to the airport with godfather to take a look? "
He Tun's wealth was really not something that could be casually said.
"Not going … Mommy hired a tutor, Fifteenth needs to study."
The little fellow rejected He Tun's gift.
"Study well! Learn more, godfather's favorite sentence: 'I'd rather betray the world than let the world betray me'! Remember to let your teacher teach you this sentence, otherwise godfather will kill him! "
He Tun's arrogant and vicious aura really made people panic when they heard it. However, he didn't force Fifteenth to leave with him to do things.
Thus, the little fellow successfully stayed. Of course, it wasn't to study, but to watch over Xing Ba, who might go into the basement to beat his biological father.
When Xing Ba saw the little thing that was left behind, he didn't feel good.
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