Compensation?
Compensation for what?
The grievances the mother and son had suffered all these years? Or the freedom that had been imprisoned?
"Big brother, I think you misunderstood. I thought that I would love Feng Xinglang deeply … but after five years, I realized that I don't love Feng Xinglang anymore. I don't feel anything anymore! "
Xue Luo's words sounded like they came from the bottom of her heart.
Yuan Duoduo had a doubt: Could it be that Xue Luo really didn't love Feng Xinglang anymore and found a new love?
"Xue Luo, don't say that. You care about Xinglang so much that you almost sacrificed your life for him … "
"Big brother," Xue Luo interrupted Feng Lixin, "I worked hard for Feng Xinglang because I didn't want to see Nuo Nuo lose his father."
"Xue Luo, I know you hate Xinglang, but it's all my fault …"
"Since it's wrong, let's fix it together!"
An hour later, Xue Luo walked out of the Feng family with an advance of one hundred thousand yuan for her son's child support.
Yuan Duoduo followed behind her, deep in thought.
"Xue Luo, you really don't love Feng Xinglang anymore?"
Even Yuan Duoduo began to doubt. Because when Xue Luo said 'I don't love', she was exceptionally calm. So calm that people couldn't help but think that what she said was true.
"I'll give you twenty thousand. Let's pay the two months' mortgage first. "
Xue Luo didn't seem to want to answer that boring question again. She handed the two stacks of money to Yuan Duoduo.
"Why are you giving me money? This is your son's maintenance fee, are you trying to make fun of me? "
Yuan Duoduo stuffed the money back into Xue Luo's handbag.
"Duoduo, just show your softness and let this parasite help you. You've just gotten pregnant, you need to be very careful in the first three months, you can't possibly go pole dancing! Don't be stubborn with me! "
Xue Luo seemed to understand that the reason why Yuan Duoduo insisted on giving birth to the child that was forcefully conceived was not only because of her kindness, respect and love for life, but also because the biological father of the child, Bai Mo, was the peacock man in the letter!
This time, Xue Luo didn't act coquettishly. She put down her pride and went to the Feng family to get an advance of one hundred thousand yuan.
This hundred thousand yuan was a piece of cake for the Feng family, but for Yuan Duoduo and her mother and son, it was money to save them. To be able to help her best friend, of course Xue Luo would not shirk.
Besides, it was Yuan Duoduo who had been helping her all this while.
"When I have money … I'll pay you back!"
Yuan Duoduo stroked her flat abdomen and finally accepted the twenty thousand yuan.
She couldn't let the bank confiscate her house. It was the only safe haven for her and her child.
*****
Cong Gang, who had rolled away, rolled back. A bowl of medicinal cuisine appeared in his hand.
Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Cong Gang and said sarcastically, "Yo, you even have the ability to 'roll back'!"
These words were enough to make one vomit blood.
However, Cong Gang was not angered by Feng Xinglang's words. Instead, he sat beside Feng Xinglang and began to stir and cool the medicinal cuisine in his hands.
"Take this thing away! Otherwise, I'll put it on your face! "
Feng Xinglang knew that this medicinal cuisine was prepared for him. It was already uncomfortable to be steamed down there. If he wanted to eat this thing, he would rather starve to death.
"Not only can you not put it on my face, you must eat it! Because the arm is no match for the thigh! If you don't believe me, you can try! "
"You dog, try and touch me!"
Cong Gang's words angered Feng Xinglang to the point that his blood flowed in reverse.
During the stalemate, Cong Gang received a call from Wei Kang. After a snort, he hung up the phone.
"Did you pick up my wife and child?" Feng Xinglang asked cheerfully.
"I only picked up one! Don't say that you're tired and don't want to come! "
As Cong Gang spoke, he placed the medicinal cuisine spoon next to Feng Xinglang's mouth, "Guess which one?"
Feng Xinglang waved his hand and smashed the medicinal cuisine along with the spoon onto the ground.
"Why only one? What did Wei Kang do? Give me the phone! "
Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang a cold look and picked up the spoon unhurriedly.
"If you're not willing to eat this bowl of medicinal cuisine obediently, don't even think about seeing the one you're receiving!"
After a slight pause, Cong Gang added lightly, "When you finish eating, you'll see the person! Just like that! "
Their gazes met, exuding a serene and mysterious aura!
"Why don't I send you to Yulong City and let Yan Bang serve you?"
Under the lingering steam, Cong Gang's resolute handsome face was once again covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Ten minutes later, Cong Gang fed the last spoon of medicinal cuisine into Feng Xinglang's mouth.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was cold, as if he had nothing left to live for.
He didn't even bother to roll his eyes at Cong Gang, who was serving him at the side.
Then, a piece of sweet and melted thing was sent into Feng Xinglang's mouth. Feng Xinglang didn't like sweet food, but for the first time, he felt the joy that sweet food brought to his heart.
Only then did he lazily glance at Cong Gang, "Go get me a pair of pants to wear."
"Why, are you shy?"
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang's waist. There was a wide towel covering it.
"First, I'm older than you. Second, I'm stronger than you. Do I need to be shy?" Feng Xinglang sneered.
In fact, Cong Gang knew the reason. In front of his own son, a father always had to maintain his glorious and dignified image.
Cong Gang brought a pair of loose, soft pants. When he lifted the towel, Cong Gang glanced at it with contempt.
"You're really strong … like a caterpillar!"
"…"
"Feng Xinglang … Feng Xinglang …"
The little fellow had already been stunned by the cool exterior of the villa. When she saw the flowers and plants inside, the strong visual impact really made the little fellow stunned!
Worried that the little fellow couldn't stand the medicine, Cong Gang had already moved Feng Xinglang out of the sauna room.
"Brat, you still don't want to call me father?"
Feng Xinglang turned sideways to catch his own son, who was pouncing at him. He felt the pain all over his body lessen.
"I don't call you father because I'm afraid you'll become arrogant! When that time comes, you'll abandon your wife and son again! "
The little fellow sniffed his own father, Feng Xinglang, like a little hunting dog. He must have smelled the strong smell of Chinese herbs on him.
The words' abandon his wife and son 'made Feng Xinglang dejected, and he was speechless.
Feng Xinglang kissed his son's little face again and again in a flustered manner. He tightly stroked the little fellow.
"Why didn't your mommy come? Are you playing coy with me? "
The little fellow's cheerful expression instantly turned silent. He pursed his little mouth and became listless.
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