Chapter 523 You, Lan Youyou, Still Have to Call Me Mother-in-Law!

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"By the way, if I really married Hetun, wouldn't you, Lan Youyou, still have to call me step-mother!"

At that time, Xueluo didn't have the heart to deal with Lan Youyou. It was completely forced out by Lan Youyou's hasty words.

But where would she have thought: Lan Youyou didn't get caught, but instead pissed someone off.

"Lin Xueluo! Do you think I'm dead?"

Feng Xinglang's violent aura suddenly rose, and he rushed over and strangled half of Xueluo's body.

At that time, Xueluo was still holding the 5-year-old Lin Nuo, but when Feng Xinglang hugged her suddenly, she instinctively panicked, and almost dropped her son from her arms.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you going to do?"

Worried that Feng Xinglang's arrogance would hurt his son Lin Nuo, Xueluo could only put the little guy back on the ground first.

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard, don't touch my mommy! Let go... let go quickly!"

Back then, Lin Xueluo was lonely and helpless; but now it was different: her son Lin Nuo had become her little guardian angel.

The little guy desperately beat Feng Xinglang's arm around Xueluo's waist with his little fist; seeing that the effect was not great, Feng Xinglang had no intention of letting go at all, so the little guy immediately stood on tiptoe and bit hard on it. On the arm of his own father Feng Xinglang.

In an instant, from the overall battle of the Feng family just now, it turned into a conflict within the family.

"Feng Xinglang, the more you behave like this, the only thing you will get is the hatred between me and my son!"

Xueluo hissed. After five years, she didn't want to fall into that humble emotional world that was not respected again.

"Hate it! Anyway, I don't expect you two to love me! This is my retribution, Feng Xinglang! I accept it!"

Feng Xinglang said ruthlessly. She bowed and wanted to carry Xueluo and walk into the room.

"Let go of my mommy! Let go of my mommy!"

Lin Nuo was anxious and angry, but he couldn't help Feng Xinglang, who was tall and strong. If I knew it earlier, I would have brought the bow and crossbow.

"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard! When I grow up, I will kill you with my own hands!"

The little guy yelled hysterically at Feng Xinglang who carried his mother Xueluo on his shoulders.

Feng Xinglang's movements abruptly stopped, "Little brat, what are you talking about? You want to kill me, my dear father, with your own hands?"

"Yes! I want to kill you with my own hands! To avenge my mommy!"

The little guy yelled fiercely. With a look of extreme hatred. If he had enough ability now, he would definitely target Feng Xinglang.

Hasn't the little guy already shot him with a crossbow twice? It's not bad for the third or fourth time.

Feng Xinglang let go of Lin Xueluo in his arms, and the free mother and son hugged each other instantly. It seems that judging from the situation at that time, he, Feng Xinglang, was indeed a bastard who did all kinds of evil.

"Lin Xueluo, is this what you really want to see? Instigate your own son to be my enemy? Hostile to me, hate me?"

Feng Xinglang's ruthless words carried a touch of sadness, as well as traces of helplessness.

"Xinglang, if you don't respect Nuonuo's mother, you won't get respect from Nuonuo either!"

Feng Lixin's words seemed to speak to the truth, "All Nuonuo's hatred and dissatisfaction with you stems from your bullying Xueluo! How can a person who bullies his own mother gain his respect!"

Feng Xinglang was slightly taken aback, as if he was digesting the words of his elder brother Feng Lixin. When he looked at the little guy again, the little thing reflexively opened his arms and laid them in front of Mommy Xueluo. It seems that he wants to use his immature shoulders to protect Mommy from being bullied by others.

Faintly, Feng Xinglang raised a faint smile on the corner of his lips. I remember the first time I had a dagger with my son in the clubhouse.

At that time the little guy said: Feng Xinglang, you are too annoying! He even bullied a girl!

He also said: Taking an arrow from him is the price for bullying girls!

How could Feng Xinglang have thought that the "girl" in the little guy's mouth refers to Lin Xueluo, an over-aged idiot woman!

Now that I think about it, the little guy is avenging his mommy!

"Good boy, filial piety!"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand to pinch the little guy's face, but the little guy pushed it away.

"I won't bully your mommy anymore! Let's get back together, how about it?"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, "Pull the hook, or clap?"

Little friend Lin Nuo was startled, looked back at Mommy Xueluo, and then said ruthlessly, "I don't want to reconcile with you! I have Mommy, and a foster father is enough!"

While the little guy was looking at Mummy, Feng Xinglang was also looking at Lin Xueluo; Xueluo avoided Feng Xinglang's gaze. She knew what he wanted her to do.

Xueluo also didn't want her son Lin Nuo to hate her own biological father!

But there are some facts that cannot be explained clearly to the little guy in a few words.

For example, the absence of fatherly love for five years!

Another example, in the past five years, Feng Xinglang still failed to find their mother and child.

For another example, Feng Xinglang doted on Feng Tuantuan for five years, but his own flesh and blood had been wandering outside.

Don't say anything you don't know! Don't say anything about not giving him a chance!

From the beginning to the end, Xueluo's mother and son were the most innocent victims of the grievance between the two Feng family brothers and Hetun.

Therefore, Xueluo avoided Feng Xinglang's gaze!

From Xueluo's point of view: Father's love is not forced, but the expression of true feelings. Let his son Lin Nuo really feel it!

"Okay, everyone is tired too... Aunt An, how is the dinner preparation? Can the table be set?"

Feng Lixin said in the tone of the head of the family.

"Oh, dinner is almost here. I'm going to set the table right now. Lao Mo, please tidy up the living room."

Seeing Butler Mo start to clean up the messy living room, Xueluo instinctively wanted to help together. But thinking about his embarrassing identity, he finally gave up. Maybe Lan Youyou is the mistress of the Feng family! What about her, Lin Xueluo? A servant of the Feng family?

"Mommy, why hasn't foster father come yet?"

The little guy waited and waited, but he couldn't wait until his adoptive father Hetun brought the old twelve to destroy Feng Xinglang, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Xueluo was speechless for a moment. You can't tell your son: Your adoptive father wants you to stay with your biological father for a few days, right?

How melancholy and sad it is for my son to rely on Hetun so much!

So, Xueluo changed the term.

"Your adoptive father is away, and he won't be back until three days later! During these three days, Mommy would like to ask Nuonuo for a favor..."

"What can I help you with? Mommy, tell me quickly, Kiss my son will help Mommy finish it."

Xueluo kissed her son on the forehead, but she was so sad that she couldn't speak for a while.

Whether in front of Feng Xinglang or in front of Hetun, their mother and son could not escape the fate of being restrained and used.

"Nonuo, let's talk after dinner, okay?" Xueluo didn't want to be sad in front of her son.

"Dinner? Where do you go for dinner?" the little guy asked.

“Just have dinner here!”

Xueluo wiped her sore nose, "At least Mommy is still the second wife of the Feng family! Our mother and I stay here for dinner, it's justified!"

Want to have dinner at Feng's house?

Lin Nuo was slightly startled.

Instinctively, he looked back at his father, Feng Xinglang, who was not in a clear mood, and then at Lan Youyou, who was very unfriendly...

"Mommy, let's go home and eat."

Subconsciously, the little guy felt that this dinner must be unsafe.