The supercar was like an arrow leaving the bow as it sped towards the direction of Shallow Water Bay.
The last time He Tun rashly went to the Feng Family to see Fifteen, he had already seriously challenged Feng Xinglang's bottom line.
This time, He Tun actually directly snatched it!
Did he want to 'strike first to gain the upper hand'?
"Nuo Nuo … Nuo Nuo …"
As soon as the supercar stopped at the entrance of Shallow Water Bay, Feng Xinglang leaped out with obvious anger in his voice as he sped towards the door of the villa.
The alertness of He Tun and the others became solemn the moment Feng Xinglang shouted 'Nuo Nuo' for the first time.
"It seems to be my bastard biological father!"
Little Lin Nuo, whose alertness was half a beat slower, put down the crystal hoof he was chewing on and listened carefully.
"Feng Linnuo …"
"Ah … it really is that bastard Feng Xinglang!"
The little fellow exclaimed in surprise as he dropped the hoof in his hand and ran towards the room.
"Godfather, that bastard Feng Xinglang must be here to catch me! I'll go hide first, you take him away! "
Looking at the little fellow's nervous yet cheerful figure, the corners of He Tun's lips curled up slightly.
He quite liked the happy scene of the father and son playing hide-and-seek like this.
It was endless joy to have children and grandchildren around one's knees.
Alright, He Tun began to think too much of his wishful thinking again.
"Nuo Nuo … Feng Linnuo!"
Feng Xinglang directly barged in. Ever since his glorious identity as He Tun's biological son was revealed to the world, he either didn't take a step in or barged in.
Due to his halo and death-exemption medallion, Xing Shier and the others no longer stopped him.
They couldn't stop him either!
The only thing they could do was to raise their defense level. To prevent Feng Xinglang from killing his father.
Fortunately, Feng Xinglang had always been 'calm'.
"Ah Lang is here …"
He Tun said gently as he gazed deeply at his son Feng Xinglang with a kind gaze.
Actually, He Tun quite minded the surname 'Feng'. Not only did his biological son stubbornly insist on the surname 'Feng', but he also added the surname 'Feng' to his beloved grandson.
Feng Xinglang ignored He Tun's existence and glanced at the empty seat beside He Tun. His expression became even more gloomy.
The feedback from the crystal hoof that he hadn't finished chewing was that the little thing was happily chewing just now, but after hearing his father's call, it went into hiding!
"Nuo Nuo, your father is here to take you home. Be good and come out quickly."
Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger in his heart and tried his best to make his words sound more loving.
"Fifteen was here just now … Twelve, did you see Fifteen?"
Alright, He Tun's muddle-headed act was really a pain in the ass.
Xing Shier was mixing the vegetable salad for Lin Nuo. When he heard his foster father He Tun's words, his good-looking brows slightly furrowed.
"Fifteen is hiding! She probably doesn't want to go home with a bastard father like you! He said that it was enough for you to have a crybaby Tuan Tuan pestering you all day, and that he, your own son, wasn't important at all! "
Xing Shier was an honest child.
He dared to speak the truth!
Feng Xinglang's handsome brows became even more gloomy.
"Nuo Nuo … Quickly come out and go back with your father! Otherwise … "
Feng Xinglang dragged out his voice and played psychological tactics with his son.
"Otherwise, your father will be very unhappy! Once your father is unhappy, he will vent his anger on your dear mommy … Don't tell me you want to see your father accidentally beat up your beloved mommy? "
The person that his son doted on and cherished the most was his own dear mommy. Using his own mother, Lin Xueluo, as a target was tried and tested.
Sure enough, the older the ginger, the spicier.
A few seconds later, a small figure rushed out from the direction of He Tun's bedroom.
Xing Shier's eyelids instantly drooped: This son is really no match for me! With just a few words, he easily coaxed the little thing out!
Where's the shrewdness? Where's the calmness? Where's the courage and wisdom?
"Feng Xinglang, you're really too hateful! You should take responsibility for your own actions. Why did you hit my mommy? Are you still a man? "
The little thing, who took the bait, put his hands on his waist and shouted at his father.
Feng Xinglang's eyes and hands were sharp. He immediately caught the little thing and used one arm to strangle him so that the little thing could not move.
"Your mommy is your treasure, but also your father's treasure! Your father loves her so much, how could he bear to hit her?! "
Feng Xinglang comforted his son as he tightened his grip on the little thing and walked out of the villa.
"Feng Xinglang, are you kidding me? You're so annoying! "
The little guy then realized that he had been tricked by his father again.
Feng Xinglang walked out of the villa without looking back. He was too lazy to warn He Tun.
Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's eyes, it was unnecessary to say one more word to He Tun!
It was not until his son and grandson left the living room that He Tun let out a long sigh.
"Ah Lang, this kid is so wise. He can deal with me, the old one, but he can also deal with the young one … He's a rare talent! "
He really didn't know whether He Tun was praising Feng Xinglang's wit or his excellent genes!
Maybe it was both!
He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking of something. His expression instantly turned cold.
"Shier, do you think Fifteenth will be beaten by his father when he gets back?"
"I don't think so! Feng Xinglang loves his only son more than you do! "
Xing Shier's objective words caused He Tun to frown.
Inadvertently, his sore spot was pricked again: Feng Xinglang was also his only son, but how did he, as his father, treat him?
He was indeed unforgivable!
*****
On the way back to the Feng family, the little guy was depressed.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Feng Xinglang stretched out a big palm and caressed the little guy's soft, black, and shiny short hair.
The little guy seemed to be holding back his anger. He bit his lips tightly and didn't make a sound.
"Are you blaming your father for spoiling your little sister?"
Feng Xinglang said softly, "When did our little man become so narrow-minded?"
"Of course not!"
The little guy snorted and pushed his father Feng Xinglang's big palm away.
"Your father is Little Sister Tuan Tuan's uncle. To her, he only spoils her. But to you, he loves you! Because your father is my flesh and blood. We have the same blood flowing in our bodies! "
Feng Xinglang opened his palm and slowly, he held his son's little hand tighter and tighter.
It was as if he was letting his son feel his father's love for him!
Bit by bit, bit by bit, it deepened!
The little guy held his father Feng Xinglang's hand and pursed his lips a few times.
"I forgive you!"
"En, that's great! My Nuonuo has really grown up. He's a big child now! "
Feng Xinglang was very pleased.
"However, it's not good for you to use such a willful method to attract your father's attention and resist your dissatisfaction with him! Understand? "
After the heart-to-heart talk was over, Feng Xinglang began to educate his son in a gentle manner.
The little guy was silent again.
"But your father forgives you! Next time you have any dissatisfaction with your father, you can tell him in person, understand? "
"Understood … Feng Xinglang, you're so annoying!"
The little guy snorted. He should have realized his willfulness.
Feng family.
Tuan Tuan ate very slowly. As he ate, he would sob from time to time.
Xue Luo patiently fed the crying little guy.
Looking at the little guy's pretty little face, Xue Luo couldn't help but think of Lan Youyou.
'You really think that you got Feng Xinglang? Even if you got him, you only got his body! That's all! '
"My life was saved by Feng Xinglang over and over again with his own life. Ah Lang wouldn't bear for you to kill me. You can only secretly sow discord in front of my foster father. '
Xue Luo suddenly felt that her heart was once again pierced by needles.
Am I not confident enough?
Being provoked by Lan Youyou with just a few words made me so sad and uneasy?
Xue Luo could feel that her husband Feng Xinglang loved her!
It's just that while her husband loves her, is he still thinking about Lan Youyou?
Because every word that Lan Youyou said was so true!
Some of it had even appeared in front of Lin Xue Luo.
Actually the war between women was very simple.
The reason why Lan Youyou was so arrogant was because she felt that Feng Xinglang still loved her!
If she could see clearly: Discard the past, the current Feng Xinglang only loved her, Lin Xue Luo, she probably wouldn't be so arrogant!
This is what Xue Luo wanted!
Aunt, Tuan Tuan is full … I can't eat anymore. "
Little Cutie smacked his lips and pushed the bowl in front of him to the side.
"Eat another bite of broccoli! Nutritious and healthy, it can also make Tuan Tuan more beautiful! "
Xue Luo used a fork to feed him.
Little Cutie shook his head, "But Tuan Tuan doesn't like to eat broccoli."
Seems like little kids don't like to eat green broccoli. Her son Lin Nuo was like this, Tuan Tuan was also like this.
"Then does Tuan Tuan want to become more beautiful and cuter?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll take another bite."
Xue Luo fed him again. Only then did Little Cutie who loved beauty reluctantly opened his mouth and took a small bite.
Little Cutie who was carried in by his father Feng Xinglang, seeing that his own mother was actually so good to the slug, he felt uncomfortable!
"Uncle … Uncle …"
Finally Uncle Feng Xinglang came back, Little Cutie immediately ran over happily.
"Tuan Tuan also wants uncle to carry him …"
Little Cutie used his pair of small hands to hang onto Feng Xinglang's clothes and tiptoed up.
But Feng Xinglang already had his son Lin Nuo in his embrace.
The little fellow purposely opened his legs wide and wrapped around his father Feng Xinglang's waist and hugged his father's neck even tighter.
Purposely not leaving any space for his father to carry Tuan Tuan.
Starting to fight for favor again!
But this time his son Lin Nuo actually did it on purpose.
"Nuo Nuo, you are the older brother. Come down. Let daddy carry little sister Tuan Tuan. "Xue Luo said faintly.
"No! Feng Xinglang is my father, he can only carry me, his only son! "
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