Chapter 468 Feng Xinglang Is Your Biological Father

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Well, I have to admit that my son Lin Nuo's newly cut brow-length pot head is really...

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The little guy's small forehead, which looked very much like Feng Xinglang's, was completely covered up; plus the little baby fat on the little guy's two cheeks, he was 80 to 90% similar to his father, Feng Xinglang. The similarity was reduced to four to fifty percent at once.

In other words, at first glance, other people's eyes will first be attracted by the unusual pot head of the little thing, and they will not pay much attention to the little guy's appearance.

Therefore, Xueluo is very satisfied with his son Lin Nuo's new hairstyle.

"It's ugly, but Mommy thinks that Kissing Son's new hairstyle is super handsome!"

Xueluo used a brush to clean up the little hair that fell on his son's neck, and kissed the little guy loudly on his sullen little face.

"Mum, kiss your son, and now you seriously doubt your aesthetic point of view."

The little guy's gloomy little face was about to cry. Although he knows that he is not the most powerful adopted son of foster father Hetun, but he is definitely the most handsome and coolest one!

But now it's all right, his handsomeness seems to have been ruined by his haircut by the mum Xueluo who has a sudden temperament.

Xueluo knew clearly: just changing his son Lin Nuo's appearance would only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. The key is to instill some faith in his son Lin Nuo.

"Nonuo, do you love Mommy?"

After Xueluo took a deep breath, the mother and son started talking about Feng Xinglang. Xueluo knew that even if she did not allow her son Lin Nuo to meet Feng Xinglang, Hetun would still bring the little guy to meet Feng Xinglang!

Xueluo couldn't stop it, and couldn't stop it either!

"Of course Nuonuo loves Kiss Mommy! Even if Kiss Son's hairstyle is ruined by Kiss Mommy, Kiss Son won't blame Kiss Mommy!"

The little guy is full of little grievances. But he would have to complain about Mummy Xueluo's fault.

"If one day, your adoptive father asked you to choose between Mommy and your... real father, who would you choose?"

Xueluo asked again. With a slight sadness.

"Of course I chose to kiss Mommy! I would not choose that bastard to kiss Dad! He dared to bite Mommy like this, I will never spare him! Tomorrow I will take the old twelve to kill him! "

The little guy immediately became filled with righteous indignation, full of desire to protect Mommy's firm belief.

It was exactly as Xueluo expected: his son Lin Nuo would definitely choose her as his mother.

Xueluo didn't know what choice Hetun would make for her son Lin Nuo, or Feng Xinglang, but she was very clear: Hetun definitely wanted to use his son Lin Nuo to deal with Feng Xinglang!

There is no doubt about this!

"Nuo Nuo, can I tell Mommy something?"

"Mommy, tell me, kiss your son and listen."

"If your adoptive father takes you to see Feng Xinglang, can you promise Mommy not to recognize him? Because Mommy doesn't want to lose you!"

In fact, Xueluo knew that even if his son Lin Nuo didn't take the initiative to meet Feng Xinglang, Hetun would tell Feng Xinglang about it.

But Xueluo would rather be the latter!

Because the nature of it is different!

With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, he would instantly understand: Hetun wanted to use Lin Nuo to deal with him.

But what can this do? It was just an unnecessary act of self-deception by Lin Xueluo!

The little guy didn't rush to answer, but looked back at Mommy Xueluo with deep eyes.

Although he was still a 5-year-old child, Xueluo found that the little guy seemed to have his own little thoughts.

"Mum, you cut this ugly new hairstyle for your son because you are worried that that bastard will recognize me?"

"Lin Nuo! Don't be so vulgar! No matter how you say it, Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You can deny him, but you can't abuse or disobey him!"

Xueluo corrected his son's anger that had grown up due to his dissatisfaction with his father, Feng Xinglang.

"That Feng Xinglang is really my real father?" the little guy asked.

"Yes."

Xueluo took a deep breath, and answered his son Lin Nuo in an affirmative and serious way. On this point, Xueluo didn't want to lie to his son.

The little guy was silent for a while.

"Don't worry, Mommy, Nuonuo will always be Mommy's dear son!"

The little guy made a firm voice.

Xueluo's eyes immediately turned red, and she hugged her sensible son in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry Nuonuo... Mommy is useless... Mommy can't give you freedom, and can't give you the home you want... I'm really sorry."

If there is an afterlife, you must choose a good family again, and don't give her an incompetent mommy as a son again.

Xueluo's heart writhed in pain.

"How can you blame Mommy? Mommy has worked very hard to give birth to Nuonuo! Nuonuo has to grow up quickly and be stronger than her adoptive father in order to protect Mommy."

The little guy didn't mean to blame Mommy at all. Anyway, added to their own self-blame.

*****

When Yuan Duoduo returned home after working overtime, she found that her security door was wide open.

Stolen?

The key is that there is nothing to steal in your own home!

When Yuan Duoduo rushed into the house, she realized that Feng Xinglang was smoking on the sofa in the living room.

The long, strong legs were resting on the coffee table, and the muscular body was slouching on the sofa, looking extraordinarily evil and charming.

"Feng, Second Young Master Feng, are you still there?"

Judging from Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, he is very sober at this moment, and has no intention of being drunk.

Yuan Duoduo glanced into the room subconsciously: Could it be that Lin Xueluo has successfully jumped from the drunken lion's mouth?

Very clever!

"Tell me Lin Xueluo's contact information!"

Feng Xinglang said in a cold command tone. It was a kind of deterrent force that could penetrate into Yuan Duoduo's heart.

"You don't even know that you are a husband, so how can I know!"

Yuan Duoduo went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water to drink. She used this method to calm her heart, and thus judged: Did Feng Xinglang know that Lin Xueluo had returned to Shanghai, or did he not?

"Yuan Duoduo, don't force me to cut off all your sources of income in Shanghai! This house still owes a mortgage, if the bank takes it back for auction..."

Feng Xinglang raised his voice to stimulate Yuan Duoduo's weakness. He knew how much Yuan Duoduo paid for this house.

"Feng Xinglang, don't go too far!"

Yuan Duoduo frowned instantly.

"Then you can give me Lin Xueluo's contact information!" Feng Xinglang chased.

"I really don't know! I'm a puppy to lie to you! When I was about to chat with Xueluo about where she had been for the past five years, you came and knocked on the door!" Yuan Duoduo confessed truthfully.

"That is to say: You admitted that you hid Lin Xueluo two hours ago?" Feng Xinglang asked leisurely.

"..." Yuan Duoduo felt remorseful.