Chapter 699: The Lion With His Sharp Teeth Pulled Out

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"Father...Father...Fifteen is back...Hurry up!"

The little guy ran all the way towards the villa, like a strong little cheetah.

The little guy at this moment is happy, and Hetun has obviously become one of the indispensable people in his life.

"fifteen……"

In the living room of the villa, there was a deep and forceful answering sound.

That was Hetun's voice.

The little guy rushed over and jumped up towards Hetun's sturdy body; he was firmly hugged by Hetun's arms and hugged tightly in his arms.

Hetun had always doted on the little guy.

But now, there is a more intimate relationship between them, which makes Hetun dote on the little things even more.

Holding the little thing into his arms again, presumably Hetun's heart at this moment must not be calm.

When Xueluo came in, she happened to see Hetun hugging her son Lin Nuo tightly.

Originally a restless heart, after seeing Hetun, it was inexplicably shrouded in a slight sense of mourning.

Gray hair overnight, only seen in novels and movies.

But Xueluo really saw the white hair on Hetun's temples. It is not as exaggerated as a night of white hair, but it really shows: what kind of inner suffering Hetun has been through for more than a month!

Especially the movement of him hugging the little guy tightly, full of longing, full of love, suppressing emotions that cannot be fully vented.

Hetun is haggard!

It seems that he has aged more than ten years all of a sudden!

In addition to the white hair on the temples, there is also the scar at the end of Hetun's eye, which is particularly deep and clear.

At this moment, Hetun felt pity for Xueluo instinctively.

Xueluo felt that Hetun in front of him was like a lion whose sharp teeth had been pulled out. Maybe he was still tall and bulky, but he didn't have the viciousness of the past. More like a benevolent old man.

From the perspective of Mama Feng and Feng Xinglang: the sufferings Hetun suffered were far from being able to offset the hardships that Mama Feng and her son had suffered.

Especially Feng Xinglang! Hetun's biological son, Feng Xinglang! He was tortured again and again by Hetun, his biological father, until he escaped death.

How to continue the father-son relationship between them?

Xueluo thought: Feng Xinglang probably won't be able to forgive Hetun, his biological father, in his life!

Hetun also saw Xueluo.

"Xueluo, thank you for bringing Shiwu to see me... Sit down."

Hetun's voice was still powerful, but it was less hostile and more gentle.

Hearing Hetun's 'polite' words out of the blue, Xueluo really didn't feel used to it.

Hetun used to be so domineering and arrogant, with no one in his eyes, only him. Is it okay to change it?

This toothless lion looks good too.

For a while, Xueluo really didn't know how to say hello to Hetun, so he just nodded, which was regarded as an answer to him.

Since Hetun asked her to sit down, Xueluo sat down in the living room generously.

Being in the scene at this moment made Xueluo feel awkward: when she was around Hetun before, she was always trembling. Hetun has always been the only one who sits, and she only has the place to stand in a corner.

I didn't expect that Lin Xueluo would turn over like a salted fish...

This feeling is still a bit bitter!

"Father, why is your hair gray?"

The little guy stroked Hetun's temple hair and asked in surprise.

"Father is getting old."

Hetun stared deeply at the little guy's face, which looked exactly like Feng Xinglang's, and also resembled that woman's face, not only guilt, but also deep self-blame welled up in his heart.

"The adoptive father is not old... the fifteenth is not allowed to grow old!"

For his adoptive father, Hetun, who suddenly aged, the little guy seemed sad. He is not quite able to accept the law of birth, aging, sickness and death in nature.

What the little guy said made Hetun's eye sockets turn red.

"Little thing...you really want to feel sorry for your adoptive father!"

Hetun hugged the little guy again, rubbing his cheeks against the little guy's chubby cheeks, full of affection.

This 'foster father' is quite pleasing to the ear, but it actually sounds pleasing to the ear.

But can't think carefully, to deliberate.

Lin Nuo's kid is called Hetun foster father, and Feng Xinglang's biological father... Isn't this father and son on the same level?

It's funny to think about it!

This Hetun actually chose his own grandson as his adoptive son? This world is messed up, and there is no one left!

After arching in Hetun's arms for a while, the little guy raised his head from Hetun's shoulder socket, hugged Hetun's face, which has suffered a lot of vicissitudes recently, with a pair of small hands, and leaned over, with a loud bang. kissed.

"Father, I beg you to do something... okay?" the little guy murmured.

"Okay! Tell me, foster father, listen." Hetun stroked the little guy's back, his eyes full of warmth.

Perhaps there was only pampering and doting in her eyes before, but now, there is something more viscous called family affection, thicker than water.

"Can you stop embarrassing Feng Xinglang? Just take pity on him and let him live!"

The little guy's request for Hetun's matter was actually to intercede for his father, Feng Xinglang.

When the son begged for mercy on behalf of his bastard father, Xueluo burst into tears. Thinking of the two scenes of Feng Xinglang dripping with blood, Xueluo's heart ached. It seems that even breathing is infected with pain.

And Hetun... I'm afraid it's not just the rosy eye frames, right? His heart should already be bleeding!

"fifteen……"

Hetun's voice was so hoarse that there were only mouth shapes left, "Father-in-law promises you: from now on, I will never make things difficult for your father Feng Xinglang again! Never again!"

"Really?" The little guy's clear eyes sparkled, "Father, will you really let Feng Xinglang go?"

"It was all the foster father's fault before... The foster father will not make this mistake again!"

Hetun buried his face in front of the little guy, presumably to calm his hurt heart.

"Father, don't be sad... My mommy said: If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and you are still a good boy!"

The little guy hugged Hetun's neck and patted Hetun's back obediently.

Xueluo looked relieved and sad at the same time.

Hetun also asked his son Lin Nuo to call him "foster father", presumably he was not ready to confess their grandparent relationship with the little guy for a while.

Thinking about it too: if the little guy knows, Feng Xinglang will definitely know.

Let's not talk about whether the little guy can understand and explain the change of Hetun's identity from "foster father" to "grandfather", but if Feng Xinglang knows that Hetun is his real father...

Xueluo really didn't dare to think about it! She felt that Feng Xinglang would definitely go crazy.

The little guy didn't seem to believe his adoptive father Hetun's guarantee yet, so he decided to use his own way to make his adoptive father Hetun promise again.

"Father, you hook me up: promise you won't hurt my bastard father again, okay?"