Following that, a warm towel was used to wipe the back of his hand, where there should be blood stains.
At this moment, the woman's tenderness warmed Feng Xinglang's heart. His whole body, along with his soul, was comforted.
Feng Xinglang really wanted to pull the woman into his arms, but he held himself back.
He was afraid of scaring the woman. He was even more worried that the trust that he had built up with so much difficulty would be destroyed by his uncontrollable emotions.
Moreover, he could already lie on the forehead, how far would he be from hugging the woman?
Seeing that the man was sleeping soundly, Xue Luo did not wipe the other parts of the man; she tidied up the quilt and gently covered the man's tall physique.
After hesitating for a while, Xue Luo carefully took off Feng Xinglang's luxurious leather shoes, so that he could sleep more comfortably.
"Dear mommy … where is that bastard Feng Xinglang? Why did he disappear? "
Little friend Lin Nuo walked in with a bouquet of beautiful roses in his arms, looking exceptionally handsome and elegant.
That bouquet of roses, Feng Xinglang only took one. But Lin Nuo did not want to leave the things that his father gave to mommy to the witches, so he carried it upstairs.
"Shh! Your father is asleep, lower your voice. "
Xue Luo hurriedly turned around and made a shushing gesture to her son.
"Wow, that bastard Feng Xinglang even took over the forehead? Dear mommy, are you going to sleep with him tonight? What about your son? Don't tell me you want me to go downstairs to sleep with granduncle again? "
The little fellow asked pitifully. But he really liked the speed at which his father pursued his mommy.
Feng Xinglang, who was asleep, frowned slightly. Stinking brat, can you not say it so blatantly? Wait, what do you mean by 'again'? Don't tell me someone else took over the forehead like him?
Feng Xinglang, who was pretending to be asleep, could not wake up. So he could only continue to pretend to sleep.
Blushing from her son's childish words, Xue Luo hurriedly shook her head in denial.
"Nuo Nuo, tonight you sleep with your father. Your father is injured, so you can't kick him or bump into him. "
"What about my dear mommy?" the little fellow asked.
"Your Aunt Yiqin isn't here tonight. I'll sleep in her room. You stay here and take good care of your father, okay? "
Xue Luo knew that Feng Xinglang doted on his son Lin Nuo, so she left the little fellow behind to show her filial piety. Besides, she and Feng Xinglang were divorced. It was not appropriate for them to stay in the same room.
"Mommy, you stay and sleep with us! Nuo Nuo is small, he won't take up much space. "The little guy suggested.
Feng Xinglang, who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, was filled with joy. He was indeed his own son! Keep up the good work, hurry up and leave your biological mother here.
"Nuo Nuo, your father is injured, you can't squeeze! Nuo Nuo can stay. Mommy is on the second floor. "
Xue Luo still rejected her son's suggestion.
They were already divorced, yet she was still trying to climb up the man's chest. What was going on?
The reason why she wanted to divorce this man was to regain her self-esteem. The prerequisite for regaining self-esteem was self-love.
If you don't even love yourself, how can you expect a man to cherish you?
The little guy glanced at the food on the table. "Mommy, why haven't you eaten? Is the food that Nuo Nuo picked not to your liking? "
"It's to mommy's liking! Nuo Nuo is so sensible! "
"It's cold … I'll go downstairs and help mommy reheat it."
"No need! Mommy can go downstairs by herself! Hurry up and wash up to accompany your biological father. "
After her son Lin Nuo finished washing up and climbed up the bed, Xue Luo walked out of the room with the already cold food tray.
Looking at the one big and one small on the bed, Xue Luo's heart was filled with bitterness and gratification.
There was also a trace of panic.
Xue Luo was a little afraid: As the relationship between her son Lin Nuo and Feng Xinglang deepened, would she be isolated as his biological mother?
After all, other than her son Lin Nuo, she had nothing!
Xue Luo knew that her thinking was narrow-minded, but she still wanted to have her own child selfishly.
Xia Yiqi's ear-piercing voice came from downstairs.
"Dad, you've seen it for yourself. Your dear niece Lin Xue Luo is so unreasonable. Using the fact that she gave birth to a son for Feng Xinglang, she wants to divorce Feng Xinglang! I think her goal is to embarrass our Xia family and let Feng Xinglang make things difficult for our Xia family! To take revenge on the humiliation of her being forced to marry into the Feng family! She's really taking advantage of others and still acting innocent! "
"I think what Yiqi said is right! Everything was fine, why would Lin Xue Luo want to divorce? It's most likely because of that 200 million as a wedding gift. "
Aunt Wen Meijuan's heart, other than money, there was only money left.
"It can't be to that extent right? Feng Xinglang is Shen Cheng's new God of Wealth, would he be short of that 200 million? "
Once money was mentioned, Xia Zhengyang seemed to be in a dilemma.
Xue Luo carried the cold food tray and leisurely walked down the stairs.
"Aunt, look at what you're saying! Now that I've divorced Feng Xinglang, wouldn't you have a chance to get the wedding gift again? Anyways in my uncle's and your heart, I'm just a commodity! Actually to be able to sell it for the sky high price of 200 million, I'm really quite gratified! I'm afraid that I won't be able to sell it for a good price and let down the grace of you and my uncle who raised me for these 20 years! "
Xue Luo's words were filled with bitterness.
There was an element of anger, of course there was also helplessness and desolation from not being able to control her own fate.
"Xia Zhengyang, listen … listen. Look at your niece's tone, it's as if we took advantage of her! At that time we bore such a huge pressure to take her in and raise her, didn't we become sinners? "
Wen Meijuan snorted coldly.
"Enough Xue Luo, I know you have a problem with me and your aunt! You don't need to be so jealous of us! If you really feel that I, Xia Zhengyang, have mistreated you, you can scold me, you can even beat me up! But you're not allowed to disobey your aunt! Although she loves money, she's still very benevolent towards you, her niece. You were hard to raise when you were young and your immune system was also low. Your aunt fed you milk for 5 months before you managed to survive. But she let her own daughter, Yi Qi, wean early! Although it's not a big favor and I don't expect you to repay your aunt, but I won't allow you to humiliate your aunt so bluntly! "
Xia Zhengyang's words caused Wen Meijuan's eyes to turn red, "Why are you still talking about those old matters! I did that to save a few hospital fees! I, Wen Meijuan, am a person who only sees money, that's why I would marry you, Xia Zhengyang, this pauper! "
Wen Meijuan held back her tears and returned to the house, leaving Xue Luo stunned on the spot.
Why had no one ever told her that she had drunk more than five months' worth of milk from her aunt, Wen Meijuan? My current actions, isn't it equivalent to biting the hand that fed me?
"Uncle … I'm sorry."
With some difficulty, Xue Luo apologizes to Xia Zhengyang.
Xia Zhengyang waves his hand, "Enough, you and Nuo Nuo have a good life! Your aunt and I will never chase you and your mother away! "
In the kitchen, Xue Luo heated up the food, but her mind was filled with thoughts.
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