Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

"Is it important to go up and down a kindergarten? Can\'t you just stay by my side obediently with your son? "

Feng Xinglang did not understand what Lin Xueluo was doing.

Maybe in his opinion, Xueluo and her son should be staying by his side, looking cute and obedient.

"Feng Xinglang, escaping is not the way, I don\'t want to change my life with Nuonuo because of someone else!"

Xueluo replied tactfully to Feng Xinglang.

"Isn\'t this an extraordinary period? Can\'t you plead for Nuonuo for a few days? "

Feng Xinglang was very impatient. Women and children had slowly blended into his life, his life, and he did not want to risk losing them again.

"To Nuonuo and I, almost every day is an extraordinary time! "Since we cannot change this society, we can only try our best to adapt to it!"

Xueluo said these words with a certain directionality.

For example, Lan Youyou. Until now, Feng Brothers still could not bear to do anything to her, could she? Especially now that Lan Youyou had given birth to a daughter, and obtained the marriage certificate properly, it was like possessing a Gold Medallion for Life and Death.

From the persecution that he and his son Linnuo had suffered from, who could the mother and son go to seek justice?

"Xueluo..." Feng Xinglang stretched out her voice helplessly, "Then wait for me at the entrance of my son\'s kindergarten."

"I\'m not waiting for you!" I made an appointment with Duo Duo to visit the Principal Chi at the orphanage.

Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to continue speaking, Xueluo quickly ended the call.

At that moment, Xueluo was sitting on the taxi heading to Shallow Water Bay. She left the driver appointed by Feng Xinglang at the entrance of the kindergarten, thinking that if she couldn\'t explain it over the phone, she would rush to see Hetun herself.

Xueluo believed in Feng Xinglang\'s intuition. Furthermore, the black-clothed person last night was indeed strange, Xueluo could not help but suspect that it was a foster son sent by the Hetun. As for the Hetun\'s intentions and actions, only people who saw him would know.

There was one more thing: from the moment he was bitten by a snake, he would be afraid of being bitten by a grass rope for ten years.

If it wasn\'t some foster son sent by the Hetun, then the possibility of it being Lan Youyou would have greatly increased. If it was really the latter, then the Hetun would know that it would only bring more benefits than harm to the mother and son!

This was the reason why Xueluo had hurried over to Shallow Water Bay.

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In the past two days, Hetun\'s appetite had not been good, and his entire body was enveloped in an indescribable dryness.

not only because of Yan Bang\'s blasphemy towards his own son, but also because of a trace of melancholy that could not be acknowledged by his own son.

Especially since last night the Old Tweleve had told him that his son, Xing Lang, might have already realized that he was his biological father …

This caused Hetun\'s heart to palpitate uncontrollably. He couldn\'t wait to reunite with Feng Xinglang and make him a real, luxurious dream of becoming a father.

Maybe he was really old now, and Hetun had been missing the woman in his heart a lot these days.

If it were not for repeated paternity tests, Hetun would not have believed that Feng Xinglang was actually his and that woman\'s child!

You have to understand that back then, Su He was caught and annihilated by the Hetun. That was a shame he would never be able to erase in his entire life!

In the month after he found out the truth, Hetun would have to face Su He\'s remnant wax image and rethink his ranking everyday: Could it be that what he saw in the past wasn\'t necessarily true?

"Foster father, the broth is cold. I\'ll let the chef heat it up a bit more."

Xing Shi\'er gently reminded the foster father Hetun who was in a state of stillness, as if he truly felt that his foster father had aged by a lot.

In fact, in this world, who could avoid life and death? This was the unavoidable rule of the human race.

"Take it away, it\'s no longer hot!"

Hetun waved his hand, signalling Xing Shi\'er to take the broth away.

"Foster father, Lin Xueluo is here." The Xing Wu spoke in lousy Chinese.

"Xueluo is here?"

Hetun was surprised that Lin Xueluo came here uninvited, "What about fifteen? Fifteen should be here as well, right? "

"I only rushed over after I sent Nuonuo to kindergarten."

Xueluo walked in directly. Xing Wu was wise enough not to stop her.

"You need something from me?"

Seeing that Xueluo really did not have his beloved grandson behind him, Hetun\'s bright expression dimmed. However, for Xueluo to take the initiative to visit him, the Hetun\'s mood became a little better.

"Mr. Xing, did you send someone to Qibei Mountain City last night?"

Xueluo asked straightforwardly. She didn\'t want to beat around the bush with Hetun either. She knew that even though the Hetun was ruthless and merciless, he was also an upright and ruthless person. He would choose not to tell Lin Xueluo things that he could not let her know, but at least he would not lie to her.

"To the Qibei Mountain City? "No!"

Hetun was very clear that Xueluo and his son were currently living in Qibei Mountain City. "Did something happen?"

Hetun\'s reply made Xueluo freeze up: Is he really not from Hetun? Who could it be?

"Mr. Xing, last night, a black-clothed person took advantage of Feng Xinglang\'s absence to try and snatch him away …"

Xueluo told Hetun all the terrible things that happened last night without hesitation.

"What?" Someone wants to take Nuonuo away? "

Hetun jumped up from his teacher\'s chair and asked: "Then how is Nuonuo now?"

"Under my loud shout, the servant came upstairs and the man in black left."

As Xueluo described what happened last night, he carefully observed the Hetun\'s minute expressions, "Nuonuo should have been scared, I had nightmares last night!"

The last sentence, was something Lin Xueluo made up. The purpose was to let the Hetun realize the seriousness of the situation. Regardless if it was done by the Hetun or not, it had already caused great harm to his own grandson.

"Who dares to touch my grandson?"

Hetun was immediately enraged.

Xueluo could tell: That black-clothed man was really not sent by Hetun. It was someone else.

"Mr. Xing, do you think it\'s Lan Youyou?"

Xueluo mentioned about Lan Youyou and the others using an inquiring tone. Since he could do nothing to Lan Youyou, he could only borrow the power of the Hetun to deal with her.

"She shouldn\'t have the guts!" Hetun said in a low voice, "Don\'t worry, I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Xueluo silently nodded, and did not say anymore.

"Oh right, come and live with me for the next few days." Hetun suggested.

"I want to as well …" I\'m afraid your stubborn son won\'t like it! How could he be so macho as to allow his own son to be sheltered! "

Xueluo sighed helplessly.

"That kid\'s temper, it\'s up to me!" Hetun did not get angry, instead, he laughed.

"..." Xueluo was speechless: Is it really okay to have direct male cancer like you?