Chapter 2165 Selling My Biological Father to You

In the early morning, around six o'clock, Xing Twelve received a video call from Prince Xing.

It's actually a video call?

Although he had lost some time with his adoptive father Hetun over the years, the moment his cell phone rang, Xing Twelve quickly woke up from his sleep and regained most of his consciousness.

But when he got through the video call and saw the little man in the video, he was all happy.

"Hey, is this little boy Xing Xiaochong? Do you miss me as your godfather?"

Seeing Feng Chongchong in the video made the corners of Xing Twelve's handsome lips turn up. He really likes this weird and unique little thing. He really wants to take the little thing over and raise it by himself!

Is it this guy again? I always like the guy who stupidly asks me to call him godfather! Not only does he look stupid, but he is also narcissistic.

"Where's Nono's grandfather?"

The little kid Feng Chongchong didn't look happy. There was no smile on his little face, and his whole person was wilted.

"Nono's grandfather? Haha..."

Xing Twelve was amused by the little thing's way of speaking, "Who is Nono's grandfather? Isn't he also your own grandfather?"

"Stop making noises...go find Nono's grandfather!"

The little guy seemed to be in no mood to chat with Xing Twelve. He just wants to complete the task assigned to him by Big Chongchong: sell the bad father to Nono's grandfather!

"Hahaha, you still think I'm noisy? Then call me godfather, and I'll go find Nono's grandfather for you!"

Xing Twelve is addicted to teasing Feng Chongchong. It feels like this child doesn't need to be teased, as if he was born in vain.

But even if he is born in vain, your Prince Xing should still be born in vain, okay? !

There is really nothing to say to such a childish guy. The little guy stared at Xing Twelve who was amusing himself in the video with a cold face. Then follow someone's prompts and turn the phone screen to the big bed in front of you.

Feng Xinglang was tied up on the bed. And his shirt was stripped off. There was blood on his forehead, probably from a beating. Overall it looks pretty much like that.

"Prince Xing? Xiaochong, what happened to your biological father?"

Seeing Feng Xinglang being tied up in the video, Xing Twelve immediately put away his smile and asked tightly.

"My father was... kidnapped... and wanted money!"

I can’t really remember the awkward lines, but the gist of it is pretty much the same.

"Your biological father was kidnapped? Then where are you now?"

Xing Twelve immediately judged from the dynamic video: it was not some post-production composite image, but a real video.

"I don't know... I'm looking for Nono's grandfather!"

It's useless to talk to this stupid guy, because he doesn't have any money either. Only Nono's grandfather is rich.

"Are the kidnappers with you?" Xing Twelve asked again in a tight voice.

The little guy nodded, "Hurry up...my biological father is about to die!"

This is still very useful. Xing Twelve immediately ran out of the room with his cell phone and rushed towards Hetun's bedroom.

"Father...Father... wake up! Xiaochong said that Prince Xing has been kidnapped and wants money!"

It was related to Prince Xing's safety, whether it was true or false, he had to report it to Hetun. If anything happens to Prince Xing, it is not something that a foster father like him can afford.

"What? Alang has been kidnapped?" Hetun, whose sleep quality was far worse than before, woke up immediately.

"Look, foster father." Xing Twelve raised the phone in front of Hetun.

Hetun then saw his son who was tied up by Wuhuada on the mobile phone, and his grandson Xiaochong who looked solemn and cold.

"Xiao Chong, what's going on? What happened to your father?" Hetun asked anxiously.

"My dear father... my dear father has no money... he wants... to give... year-end bonuses to his employees! Then... then my dear father said... he sold himself... to you... you give me the money!"

The little guy was having a hard time talking about this call. Fortunately, the meaning is probably explained clearly.

"What? Your father has no money to give year-end bonuses to his employees, so he has to sell himself? Let my adoptive father come out with the money to help him give year-end bonuses to his employees?" Xing Twelve showed his super understanding ability.

It seems that Hetun also thinks that the little grandson should mean this.

Sure enough, the little guy nodded, "Dad's GK account, two...two hundred million! One, two, three, four..."

The little guy started counting on his fingers. After counting one, he moved the phone to the other little hand and continued counting, "There are eight circles after two! Eight circles, don't count too little!" "

"Prince Xing, are you directing and acting yourself? Are you childish? How old are you, and you kidnap yourself over and over again? And you let Xiaochong ask for money from my adoptive father for you?"

Xing Twelve really looked down upon Prince Xing who had kidnapped him again! Are you here to blackmail your adoptive father Hetun for money again? "I said you were short of money, why don't you just talk to my adoptive father? And... you still made yourself so miserable? Let's just talk about the blood on your forehead. It's not professional at all. Just The bleeding is so fake, at least it has to be accompanied by a certain amount of injuries

Mouth, right? "

When Xing Twelve took a closer look, he really found a clue. In fact, he didn't know that someone deliberately let him find out. But this person is really not their Prince Xing.

"Old Twelve, please stop saying a few words! Alang is too embarrassed to talk to my father, so he made this move!" Hetun is still very protective of his calf, and he is also quite generous: "Alang, Stop acting. It’s quite uncomfortable to have this rope tied around your body, right? Two hundred million, right? I’ll give you four hundred million to your company’s account first, you can use it first! If it’s not enough, I’ll transfer it!

"

"Xiao Chong thanks Nono's grandfather on behalf of my dear father! Please give me the money quickly... My dear father is very poor! My dear father is so pitiful! Goodbye!"

The little guy didn't wait for the annoying Grandpa Nono to continue talking, and hung up the phone directly. When Xing Twelve called again, his phone had been turned off.

"Father, isn't Prince Xing being too pretentious? If he needs money, he can just say no, and it's not like you won't give it! And yet you direct and act in this childish thing of kidnapping yourself?! He doesn't mind it! Are you losing face in front of your own son?"

Xing Twelve felt that Prince Xing was insulting his and his adoptive father Hetun's intelligence.

"Okay, just stop saying a few words! Alang is a person who wants to save face, but he is too embarrassed to directly ask me... If I, the father, don't help him, who will help him? Hurry, go to GK's company account Go ahead and transfer 400 million!"

Hetun is really wealthy. Even if he has been in Shanghai for so many years, there will be a steady stream of money that will be washed and transferred to his name. His only biological son asked him for 400 million, so of course he would give it to him.

"Father, are you doting on Prince Xing too?" Xing Twelve muttered.

"Alang is my biological son. If I don't love him, who will? If Su He was still here, he would definitely love Alang more than me! After all, Alang is the only child between me and her!" Hetun started again his sighs and nostalgia.

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The father's love was overwhelming in Hetun, so he asked the cook to make a lot of breakfast and snacks, and sent them to his son's house with Xing Twelve.

On the way, Hetun told Xing Twelve more than once, "Alang is a face-saving person. There is no need to tell Xueluo and Feng Lixin about the lack of money! Let's just go over and see Wanwan!" "

"I know, foster father! I won't embarrass Prince Xing in front of so many people!"

Xing Twelve couldn't help but muttered, "But he always plays the trick of kidnapping himself to ask for money from you. It's too low!"

"What's so low? If it's you, can you come up with a better idea? Well, my Alang's brain is better!"

Hetun was very happy that he could help his son. At least he, as a father, is somewhat useful to his son.

"..." This kind of dirty trick is also a good idea?

Hetun's sudden visit made Mo Ranran, who was leisurely drinking milk and biscuits on the sofa, immediately jump to his feet and reflexively go to the baby room to look for Xueluo.

"Sister Xueluo...Sister Xueluo, please go out and pick up the driver! Hetun has brought someone to our house!"

Mo Ranran was still afraid of the vicious Hetun and the adopted sons of Hetun.

While I am afraid of them, I also dislike them very much.

Because they are the main culprits who hurt their husbands. The Second Young Master, his wife and her husband could forgive Hetun, but she would never forgive him in her life.

"Hetun brought people here? What are you here for? Are you here to cause trouble again?" Xueluo asked angrily.

"No, no, they came here carrying food...it doesn't look like they are here to cause trouble! Sister Xueluo, you'd better go out and pick up someone!"

Mo Ranran took Wanwan who had just finished drinking milk and urged Xueluo to go out to meet Hetun. She really didn't want to face Hetun and the others alone.

"Dad, why are you here?" Xueluo still gave Hetun enough face.

"Oh, let me check on Wanwan!" Hetunhuan looked around, "Where are Alang and Xiaochong? Are they still sleeping?"

Hetun's question finally stopped Xueluo: Could it be that someone had filed a lawsuit against Hetun, saying that she gave the bug to someone else to raise?

"Well, well, father and son are still asleep!"

Xueluo then told a little lie. In order to avoid not being able to explain clearly to Hetun and being blamed by him. "Xueluo, as a wife, you should be considerate of Alang! Alang works so hard every day, and the global economic situation is also sluggish recently... It will be even more difficult for Alang's investment company!" He Tun is patient and talks to his daughter-in-law

Great principles were spoken.

"Dad, what you are saying is that I should really be considerate of Alang! It is not easy for him to make money from milk powder!"

Although Xueluo couldn't figure out the purpose of Hetun's trip, Xueluo vaguely felt that there seemed to be something more to Hetun's words.

"Xueluo, there are 20 million on this card. Take it and use it first. Don't make the three children suffer! Don't you still have me as a grandfather? Use the flowers that should be spent!" Hetun Placed a black gold card on the table.

"Then... then I would like to thank Grandpa for Nonuo, Chongchong, and Wanwan!"

Since Hetun is so generous, how could she not accept it? Besides, even if it doesn’t need to be used for yourself and your three children, you can still donate it! It can be regarded as doing good things for Hetun.

"Xueluo, where did that boy Xinglang go last night? Why didn't he come home at night? You have to take care of this!" It was Feng Lixin who came downstairs. Because of the screen, he did not see Hetun sitting on the sofa behind the screen.