Chapter 1752 Waiting for Tenderness 28

The late Feng Yishan gave Feng Xinglang a childhood of sticks and sticks; but Feng Xinglang also enjoyed a short period of fatherly love.

For Feng Xinglang, who longed for family affection back then, it was undoubtedly very precious.

At that time, Feng Xinglang might have been confused: Why did his love turn into a stick?

But now, he understands! He could also understand the cruelty and violence Feng Yishan suddenly inflicted on him.

For a woman, Feng Yishan willingly became Chen Shimei and was reviled and hated by others; he abandoned his original wife and brought other women back to the Feng family.

When one day, he learned that the woman he had sacrificed so much for had given birth to another man's child... you can imagine his feelings of grief and anger!

Hetun at this moment is sad and painful. That was the guilt he felt after learning that Feng Xinglang was his biological son!

But no matter how he makes amends, his biological son will never forgive him.

Therefore, in Feng Xinglang's mind, he was not even as good as the dead Feng Yishan.

Seeing Hetun in such pain, Xueluo couldn't bear it.

No matter what Hetun did wrong back then, it was all a mistake he made without knowing it. And he has been doing his best to make up for it. Although he is domineering and arrogant, his love for his son Feng Xinglang is real and obvious to all.

For a moment, Xueluo didn't know how to answer her husband, or how to comfort Hetun, who was hurt...

"My dear father, why are you talking nonsense! Isn't your father my adoptive father? My adoptive father is alive and well! Besides, my adoptive father is dead, so I don't want to like you, my bastard dear father!"

Then he emphasized a few words: "I tell Brother Chongchong not to like you either! And my mommy doesn't like you either! Let you just be your loner!"

Perhaps, the kid Feng Linnuo didn't know that Feng Yishan existed. Even if you hear it from other people's mouth, you won't take it seriously.

The little guy's favoritism towards him brought some comfort to Hetun's sad face.

"You brat, how can you talk to your biological father?! He's neither old nor young!"

Feng Xinglang's words were still full of love. Perhaps because of his unhappy childhood, Feng Xinglang doted on his two children. Even without principles.

"When will your biological father come over?" Xueluo reminded her son in a low voice.

"Mommy asked you when you would come to pick up your wife and sons!" the little guy parroted after being scolded.

"Already on the way, we'll be there in ten minutes." Feng Xinglang gently replied to his still arrogant eldest son.

After hanging up the phone, in order to avoid embarrassment, Xueluo went to find his youngest son Feng Chongchong; while Hetun held his beloved grandson Feng Linnuo tightly in his arms for a long time.

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Feng Xinglang walked into Repulse Bay, holding three gift boxes of different sizes in his hands.

The gifts in the gift box were given by Feng Xinglang to Nina to prepare.

An exquisite platinum bracelet; it was obviously given to his wife Lin Xueluo.

A cool Optimus Prime keychain; it is one of Linnuo’s favorite robots. This way he can stop trying to be cool outside his schoolbag.

In the big gift box is a talking plush doll. It should be given to the youngest son Feng Chongchong.

Xueluo rarely received gifts specially given to her by men; the moment the man put them on her wrist, she was so happy that she seemed to be bubbling over.

"Thanks husband!"

Ignoring Hetun's presence, Xueluo, who was overjoyed, actually kissed her husband loudly.

"Thank you, dad! My son loves it so much!"

The little guy immediately pinned Optimus Prime to his denim shorts, jumping around and showing off;

In return, he kissed his father Feng Xinglang loudly and said unprincipledly: "I forgive you for abandoning your wife and son this time! I won't do it again!"

Feng Chongchong just glanced at the stuffed doll that was singing children's songs, and then continued to toss with his Rubik's Cube.

"Don't you like it? Little boy Feng Chongchong is not giving face to his father... He doesn't even bother to take a second look, right?"

Feng Xinglang kissed his little son who was playing quietly with all kinds of affection.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to educate his son who had not come back for two days and two nights, but he did not expect that his son would make his wife and children so happy, so Hetun had no choice but to give up.

After dinner, Feng Xinglang still had no intention of picking up his wife and children.

"Are you... free? I want to talk to you."

There has always been some embarrassment in the name of Hetun. Fortunately, Hetun was used to his son's indifference to him.

Seeing that his son actively asked to chat with him, Hetun naturally wanted him.

The father and son entered the study one after another.

For Hetun, this study room is just a decoration. He is not a person who likes to read and study at all.

After Xing Twelve brought tea, he left the study at Hetun's signal.

"I want to see old Ando! Please introduce him to me!" Feng Xinglang got straight to the point.

"What are you going to do when you meet Ando?"

Hetun asked knowingly. An old face instantly turned cold again.

"I want to give everything I have to trade Yan Bang's life with Ando!"

Feng Xinglang's words to Hetun were undoubtedly carefully considered.

"Nonsense!"

He Tun scolded sharply, his lips almost twisted with anger.

"Alang! You are a normal man with a wife and children!! How can you... be so affectionate for a man? It is so unreasonable! Do you really want to have a relationship with him? It’s just… it’s just filthy! Filthy!”

Hetun was so angry that he flew into a rage. The whole person was wrapped in anger factor.

"Yan Bang saved me and my brother...I owe him and I must repay him! Otherwise, I will never be able to live in peace in this life!"

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at Hetun, "You should understand this!"

"You actually want me to help a perverted and vulgar creature who covets my son?" Hetun snorted coldly, "Haha, this is simply a fantasy!"

"Why is Yan Bang abnormal? He has his own son and his own woman! He and I are just brothers who love each other and can sacrifice our lives for each other! That's all!"

For Feng Xinglang to be able to explain his relationship with Yan Bang to Hetun in this way is already humiliating enough.

"Alang, this is a festival between Yan Bang and the Yamaguchi-gumi!"

"But Yan Bang messed with the Yamaguchi-gumi just to save me."

"It's useless to say anything! I really don't have that ability!"

The sullen Hetun took a sip of tea to calm down his anger.

"I just asked you to introduce Ando to me! You will always have this ability, right?!" Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.

"I do! But I will never do it!"

Hetun's chest rose and fell violently due to anger.

"Then what do you want to see: I, the only son, will spend the rest of my life living in the bloody days of avenging Yan Bang and Ando?!"

Feng Xinglang rarely used his shameless life experience to force Hetun.

"Alang! Is Yan Bang really that important to you?"

Hetun was so angry that his voice trembled.

"He feels brotherly love for me, and I must feel brotherly love for him!"