"From the looks of it, he's quite protective of his master! However, he seems to be hostile towards us! "
Xing Ba fell into deep thought as he recalled Bassoon's stare when he entered Shallow Water Bay.
Xing Shier, who was silent at the side, kept thinking. Didn't Bassoon's moves resemble someone's?
Logically speaking, it would be difficult for a hothead in his early twenties to have such skills unless he had undergone professional training.
Professional training?
When he was probing earlier, Xing Shier had a feeling that Bassoon was hostile towards him and his foster father, He Tun.
Although it was normal for him to be protective of his master, there was no need for him to show hostility!
Furthermore, Bassoon should be able to tell that He Tun and the rest posed no threat to his master, Feng Xinglang!
In such a relaxed environment, they still showed hostility. That meant that they hated him from the bottom of their hearts!
However, Xing Shier and the rest didn't know Bassoon, and today was the first time they met.
Unless someone told Bassoon that He Tun and the rest viewed him as an enemy!
"By the way, Old Ba, I asked you to investigate the matter of tampering with Feng Tuantuan's paternity test. Did you find anything?"
He Tun retracted his concern for his son and turned to ask Xing Ba.
"There's nothing wrong with the test item we sent, and there's nothing wrong with the results of the doctor's test. The problem should be that the doctor's test item was swapped during the process!"
"Swapped? Could it be related to Lan Youyou? "
"I've checked on that doctor, and he has nothing to do with Lan Youyou! I think it's more like a prank! "
"A prank?"
He Tun raised his thick eyebrows in dissatisfaction. "He went through so much trouble just to make me believe that Feng Tuantuan is the flesh and blood of my son, Ah Lang?"
Xing Ba was silent for a moment. It seemed that this reason was a little far-fetched.
"I think this person is trying to create a conflict between you and the Feng brothers …" Xing Shier continued.
"Using a child to create conflict? This person really has ulterior motives! "
"Foster father, should we continue to investigate?"
"Continue! Until we find out the truth! I don't want to be led by the nose! "
He Tun had been wondering what kind of person could play tricks on him so easily.
Furthermore, he could come and go as he pleased without anyone noticing!
"Yes, foster father!"
"As for Yan Bang …"
"Let's wait and see!"
He Tun sighed helplessly. "After all, Yan Bang has helped Ah Lang before. It's not time to scrape his bones and heal his wounds yet! Ah Lang is a smart kid, I think he should know what to do! If I insist on going my own way, it will only cause the distance between us to grow further and further apart! This boy really doesn't let people not worry! "
Xing Ba's furrowed brows seemed to relax a little.
Of course, he didn't dare to say, "This is your son's private life, why are you meddling?"
It was an arduous and unrewarding rhythm!
*****
In the master bedroom on the third floor, there was a child's bed beside the king-sized bed.
Her son Nuo Nuo was spoiled and wanted to sleep with his parents. Xue Luo really couldn't bear to leave Feng Tuan Tuan alone in the children's room or with Aunt An and Housekeeper Mo.
After washing up, the two little guys sat on the tatami and played with each other.
When Xue Luo came out of the shower, she saw that Feng Tuan Tuan was staring out of the window silently.
Xue Luo's heart ached: this child couldn't be thinking of her papa and mama again, right!
"Tuan Tuan, are you cold with your feet bare? Why don't you go to bed with Auntie and sleep? "
Xue Luo picked Tuan Tuan up from the tatami and hugged him in her arms, kissing the little guy's delicate little face.
"Aunt, Tuan Tuan is so envious of Brother Nuo Nuo … he has Uncle and Aunt who like him, and also foster father …"
The little cutie's eyes were filled with tears. She wanted Aunt to help her find her father and mother, but she was afraid of Uncle Feng Xinglang's strict words and actions.
"Aunt also likes Tuan Tuan a lot!"
Xue Luo avoided the topic of Feng Lixin and Lan Youyou. Although her heart ached for Tuan Tuan, her intuition told her that she and Lan Youyou would not be able to live under the same roof in the Feng family.
How Lan Youyou treated her in the past was no longer that important; the important thing was that she still had her son, Nuo Nuo! She could not allow Lan Youyou to do anything to hurt her and her son!
If something happened to her, Xue Luo, and her child had not grown up yet …
"Aunt, can you bring Tuan Tuan to find your own mama and papa?"
The little cutie weakly asked while sobbing.
Xue Luo wanted to avoid but was unable to.
"Of course not! Your witch mommy is so bad, what if she injures my mommy? Even if I protect my mommy, it is not good to injure you, this little guy! You are already pitiful enough! "
Little Lin Nuo sternly rejected Feng Tuan Tuan's tearful request.
The phrase 'you are already pitiful enough' really made Feng Tuan Tuan's big teardrops fall down.
"Tuan Tuan wants his own papa and mama …"
The little guy finally could not help but wail loudly.
"Tuan Tuan be good, don't cry … wait for your uncle's leg injury to recover, then let your uncle bring you to find daddy and mommy!"
Xue Luo stood up and let the crying little thing crawl on her shoulder. She patted her back as she walked.
"Cry cry cry, so annoying!"
Lin Nuo got up from the tatami, hugged the robot, and walked toward the door.
"Nuo Nuo, where are you going?"
"To find my biological father!"
"Your biological father is working in the study room! Don't disturb him! "
"Then I will go downstairs to find uncle Mutou to play, okay?"
Little Lin Nuo carried a little emotion. Because as long as the slug cried, mommy Xue Luo would definitely hug him and coax him.
"Then be careful when you go downstairs! If you play too late, then sleep with your uncle! "
Glancing at Feng Tuan Tuan who was snuggling in mommy's embrace, Little Lin Nuo pouted and unwillingly walked out of the door.
After her son pushed open the door, Xue Luo started to educate Feng Tuan Tuan.
"Tuan Tuan, you see, in order to coax you not to cry, Aunt even chased Nuo Nuo gege downstairs."
"Then Tuan Tuan stop crying."
The little guy sniffed his nose and stopped crying, but he still choked.
"En, that's good!"
Xue Luo took a tissue and wiped the little guy's snot and tears, "Tuan Tuan is now a big kid, you can't cry so easily, do you understand?"
"Tuan Tuan understands!"
Little Cutie pursed his lips, "Tuan Tuan just misses his papa and mama too much."
"Your mother is sick, and as you can see, she already has violent tendencies! Uncle and Aunt are worried that your mother will hurt you! When your mother's condition stabilizes, let Uncle bring you to see father and mother, okay? "
He could only use this kind of delaying tactic first. It was really hard to say, if Lan Youyou suddenly came back to the Feng family one day …
Perhaps he was still too young, or perhaps he was a spoiled little princess; the 4 year old Feng Tuan Tuan could only nod his head.
If it was little Lin Nuo, he would have long thought of ways to run out and find his biological father and mother!
He didn't understand: can crying solve the problem?
Xing Shisi who could predict the future was waiting at the staircase exit.
"Uncle Mutou …"
Little Lin Nuo let out a sullen cry.
"What's the matter? Are you being fought over by that little girl again? "Xing Shisi immediately stretched out his arms and picked up the little guy.
"It's this young master who is a great person … let her have it easy!"
The little guy laid on Xing Shisi's shoulder, dispirited and unable to lift his spirits. But he couldn't lose his face!
"How about uncle bring you for a ride?"
Xing Shisi lowered his voice and suggested while feeling heartache for the dispirited fifteenth brother.
"Ride? Now? "
Little Lin Nuo immediately became excited, but then became dispirited, "My biological father and mother definitely won't let me go out so late! Don't even think about it! "
"We can secretly go out ah!" Xing Shisi enticed.
That was a pretty good suggestion!
It was better than staying at home and listening to the snot crying endlessly!
"Then let's go!"
Little Lin Nuo once again beamed with joy.
After taking the little guy's jacket and putting it on, Xing Shisi used a belt to tie the little guy to his chest.
It had been a long time since he played such an exciting game, the little guy was very excited. He kept urging Xing Shisi to leave as soon as possible.
It was good that his biological son was found out, so his biological parents wouldn't have to circle around that snot Feng Tuantuan!
*****
It was late at night.
In the Feng family's villa, another plan was being hatched.
As usual, at ten o 'clock in the evening, if the study was still lit, Auntie An or Butler Mo would come upstairs to bring warm milk and supper to Young Master Feng who was working. It was to remind him that it was getting late and it was time to rest.
After drinking the milk that Auntie An brought upstairs, Feng Xinglang leaned against the large office chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Milk could indeed help him sleep, but tonight's milk seemed to be surprisingly effective. Just like the one he drank five days ago, Feng Xinglang soon fell into a deep sleep.
Waiting for a rabbit by a stump could also be used as a compliment.
As long as one grasped the pattern, it was possible to plant a few trees along the way and wait for the rabbit to bump into them.
For example, right now, Feng Xinglang had already made preparations in the study to wait for the rabbit.
Feng Xinglang originally wanted Bassoon to wait for the rabbit in the study with him.
However, he thought that this' rabbit 'was really treacherous and would be alerted at the slightest movement.
Thus, Feng Xinglang decided to wait alone!
When the black shadow came in, Feng Xinglang was sound asleep.
In order to achieve a realistic effect, Feng Xinglang even asked Nina to help him record a video of him sleeping soundly for reference.
This was a technical job!
The black shadow's footsteps were silent.
It stood alone by the large office chair, quietly watching Feng Xinglang who was sound asleep.
Its curled index finger rubbed against the bridge of Feng Xinglang's nose!
This hobby …
To be honest, it was really uncomfortable to be stared at while he was' sound asleep '.
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