Chapter 489 I Saw Everything I Needed to See!

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At this moment, the little guy didn't even want to call 'Bastard Daddy' anymore, and directly called his own dad Feng Xinglang by 'Bastard'.

Of course, Xueluo could tell that the 'bastard' his son was referring to was Feng Xinglang; but the phrase 'make multiple choice questions' really alarmed Xueluo a lot.

"Xing...Mr. Xing, you, do you want Feng Xinglang to do multiple choice questions again?"

Xueluo asked a little nervously.

"Yes! I want Feng Xinglang to choose between Shiwu and his daughter Feng Tuantuan, what do you think?"

Hetun didn't hide anything from Xueluo, instead he told Xueluo of his recent plans openly.

Hearing the content of Hetun's multiple-choice questions, Xueluo's whole body was in a bad mood.

"Mr. Xing, can you prevent Feng Xinglang from knowing that Nuo Nuo is his child? If Feng Xinglang chooses his daughter to seal Tuantuan, how much harm will it do to Nuo Nuo! Mr. Xing, please think again .”

Xueluo tried his best to suppress the tension and apprehension in his heart, calmly persuading Hetun.

"Mum, don't worry, that bastard can't hurt me!"

The little guy added the last sentence. It sounds like he not only acquiesced to the behavior of foster father Hetun, but also supported it very much.

But Xueluo didn't think so: If Feng Xinglang really chose his and Lan Youyou's daughter and gave up Lin Nuo, it would definitely hurt a 5-year-old child enormously.

"No! No! Mr. Xing, you love Shiwu so much, you must be reluctant to let him be hurt."

Xueluo understands with reason and moves with emotion. It's fine for her to suffer, but she really doesn't want to see her son Lin Nuo hurt.

"With me here, how could Fifteen be hurt? Even if Feng Xinglang chooses his daughter, I won't hurt Fifteen!"

Hetun's understanding of harm is completely different from Lin Xueluo's understanding of harm. The injury that Xueluo was worried about was psychological injury. rather than physical.

"If Feng Xinglang chose his daughter, how uncomfortable would Fifteen be?"

A child who is not chosen by his own father will be more or less hurt in his heart. What's more, Lin Nuo is only a 5-year-old child, such an injury is simply a catastrophe.

"Lin Xueluo, you really underestimate your son! It is impossible for a child I raised to be so fragile psychologically."

Hetun lightly pecked the little guy on the cheek, "Fifteen, tell foster father what you think."

"I agree with Father Father for letting that bastard Feng Xinglang do such multiple-choice questions!"

The little guy agreed without hesitation.

At this moment, Xueluo seemed to have no idea what was going on in his son Lin Nuo's little head. Isn't he worried that Feng Xinglang chose his daughter, Feng Tuantuan, and abandoned him?

Facing Hetun, Xueluo didn't want to force her son to ask anything. She was not sure whether her son Lin Nuo agreed with Hetun's meaning under Hetun's coercion.

But Xueluo also knew that even if Hetun didn't discuss it with their mother and son, their mother and son couldn't do anything about Hetun.

Therefore, Xueluo wanted to change the explanation.

"Mr. Xing, Feng Tuantuan is the biological daughter of your adoptive daughter Lan Youyou, that is, your granddaughter; are you willing to let your granddaughter face such a cruel choice?"

Xueluo is wise. She wanted to discuss this issue with Hetun from another angle.

In fact, Xueluo's tentative meaning is: If Feng Xinglang didn't choose his daughter to seal Tuantuan in a momentary twitch, wouldn't it be possible that you, Hetun, would also murder your granddaughter?

"The result of the choice is not important! What is important is the process of the choice!"

Hetun stared meaningfully into Lin Xueluo's eyes, "Aren't you curious: what choice will Feng Xinglang make between his own son and his own daughter?"

"Feng Xinglang is not qualified to make such a choice! Because my son Lin Nuo has nothing to do with him!"

Xueluo said coldly. She wanted Hetun to know her attitude.

"That's it! It's too late, Xiao Shiwu is sleepy too."

Hetun stood up, picked up Xiao Shiwu in his arms, and was about to walk towards his master bedroom.

"Mr. Xing, I have a merciless request."

Xueluo restarted a topic and stopped Hetun who wanted to leave.

"explain."

Hetun seemed a little impatient. Because of Xueluo's repeated disobedience.

Perhaps in Hetun's view: being able to tell Xueluo in advance is to give her great face; to dare to raise different objections in front of him is really too daring.

"Mr. Xing, can you give me a bodyguard?"

The reason Xueluo made this request was entirely because he had had enough of Feng Xinglang's torture. She wanted to use Hetun's mighty tiger to resist Feng Xinglang. And Lan Youyou.

Hetun raised his thick eyebrows slightly, as if he was weighing.

"Besides Twelve, you should choose one of my adopted sons first. After a few days, I will designate another dedicated one for you."

The reason why Xing Twelve was excluded was because Xing Twelve was Xiao Shiwu's special bodyguard and master.

"..." Xueluo was really taken aback: It seemed that Hetun was so generous that she would choose from among his adoptive sons.

"Father, then send Lao Ba to protect my mommy first! Lao Ba's hands and feet are pretty nimble, and he's not ugly!"

The little guy took the words of his adoptive father, Hetun, and helped his mother choose Xing Ba.

Because among the adopted sons known in Hetun, Xing Ba should be the most experienced one. And he is quite stable, not good at words.

"Well, let's go eighth." The adoptive father agreed.

"Thank you foster father! Adoptive father is the best!"

Xiao Shiwu gave his adoptive father Hetun a loud kiss on the cheek.

Bo Dehetun laughed heartily: "Hahahaha, little thing, you are getting more and more favored by your adoptive father!"

This night, Xueluo was unable to speak to his son Lin Nuo again.

It seemed that Xueluo had already realized that his son Lin Nuo was deliberately avoiding her as a kissing mommy.

Xueluo was really worried: what was going on in the mind of a little thing who was only 5 years old? But her intuition told her that the little guy's hatred for his own father, Feng Xinglang, was growing day by day.

Is it possible that a 5-year-old child longing for his father's love will uncontrollably turn into a situation where he hates his father?

Xueluo didn't dare to think too much, nor did she want to think too much!

While Hetun was taking his son Lin Nuo to go swimming, Xueluo stopped Xing Twelve who was bringing the little guy a change of clothes.

Apart from her mother, Xing Twelve is the only one who can serve Xiao Shiwu to eat, drink and sleep.

"Twelve, when you went to rescue me today, did Fifteen see something... that he shouldn't have seen?"

Xueluo asked a little difficultly.

"I've seen everything I need to see!" Xing Twelve said bluntly.

"Twelve, fifteen is a child, how can you let him see such an unbearable picture of his mother?"

Xueluo still couldn't help complaining.

"This is what my adoptive father meant! You are so smart, can't you guess what my adoptive father wants?!"

After a slight pause, Xing Twelve added, "By the way, tomorrow night, foster father will take Shiwu to meet Feng Xinglang and his son."

"What? Tomorrow night?"

Xueluo almost froze in place.

All of this cannot be decided by her, let alone changed by her.