Chapter 719 Big Tail Wolf

Along the way, the Bentley drove relatively smoothly. It did not speed up because of the rage just now.

Xueluo and her son sat in the back seat, quietly.

Little Lin Nuo half-crouched in his mother's arms, quiet and well-behaved. From time to time, he glanced at his father Feng Xinglang who was driving, as if he wanted to see if his father's anger had burned out.

Xueluo quietly looked at the man's half profile: the coldness was accompanied by a hint of coldness, revealing a sense of alienation that strangers should not approach.

At this moment, Xueluo suddenly began to pity this man.

His woman and children need to carry him on their backs to go out and have fun?

But why do they have to carry him on their backs?

Think about how Feng Xinglang has lived for more than 30 years... He lost his mother's love since he was a child, and was taken back to the Feng family by Feng Yishan, the bottle cap father. He thought he would live a life accompanied by fatherly love, but he didn't expect Feng Yishan to know that he was deceived, and began to beat and scold Feng Xinglang!

After many twists and turns, he finally found his biological father, but he was tortured to death...

Xue Luo really wanted to hug this man.

The silence between the mother and son made the atmosphere in the car more and more depressing. It seemed that he was about to suffocate.

"Nono,"

Feng Xinglang called his son, "Today is Saturday. If you want to go out and have fun, why don't you call me, your real father? Don't you like your real father to accompany you?"

Feng Xinglang's voice was gentle. There was no intention to blame his woman and child at all.

"No... I still like your bastard real father very much!"

The little guy heard that his real father Feng Xinglang's tone was relatively gentle, so he also relaxed a lot.

"Then why don't you call your real father and let your real father play with you?" Feng Xinglang asked immediately.

"..."The little guy smacked his lips, as if he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Is this question difficult to answer?"

Feng Xinglang insisted on asking the reason.

The little guy raised his head and glanced at his mother Xue Luo. It seemed that he was asking Mommy if he could say it, or how he should say it.

Xueluo was silent. He leaned over and gently kissed his son's forehead. He indicated to his son that he could answer whatever he wanted.

Xueluo had a clear conscience. And Feng Xinglang would probably believe his son Lin Nuo's answer more.

The little guy took a deep breath and started his long speech and the cause and effect.

"At first, Mommy and I planned to visit the little carrot head in the welfare home. Later, we met Shen Liancheng, the big tail wolf... He proposed to play a game, saying that Mommy and I should disappear for a day to see if the bastard father would look for us all over the world! So you came, and I give you full marks as your son!"

Son actually called Shen Liancheng 'big tail wolf'? Xueluo was stunned for a moment, and seemed to find it funny.

"What's the matter with Hetun? Didn't it appear by chance?"

Feng Xinglang's question really made Xueluo nervous. Thinking of Feng Xinglang's angry words to He Tun just now: 'Either you die or I die', Xue Luo felt that all the hairs on her body trembled.

"Yes, I told He Tun that Nuonuo and I were at the horse farm. First, He Tun missed Nuonuo; second... I also wanted to hire a free bodyguard!"

Xue Luo took over Feng Xinglang's question. And she answered truthfully.

"Free bodyguard? You thought of it! Aren't you afraid of putting yourself and Nuonuo in danger of being detained?"

Feng Xinglang scolded Xue Luo sternly for thinking of asking He Tun to be a free bodyguard for her and her son.

"My godfather has changed... He said that he will never lock me and my dear mommy up again! He will never hurt you, my bastard father again!"

The little guy still sided with He Tun. After all, He Tun raised him for five years and spoiled him for five years.

After two seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice: "Do you believe what that bastard said?"

"I believe it! My godfather will not lie to Fifteen!"

The innocence of the little guy really irritated his father Feng Xinglang.

"What Fifteen? Don't call me Fifteen in the future! Remember, your name is Feng Linnuo!"

Feng Xinglang forcefully corrected his son's name for him.

"Feng... Lin... Nuo... It's so ugly... so hard to remember... so hard to write! Fifteen is easier to write!"

The little guy yelled in dissatisfaction. Xue Luo immediately covered her son Linnuo's mouth to stop him from continuing to be rude to his father.

It seems that it is not her, the biological mother, who has anything to do with naming her son!

The car was silent for a moment, and Feng Xinglang asked again in a gentle voice: "Nono, you can only choose one person between me and Hetun, who do you choose?"

Xue Luo was stunned: It's really like a dragon giving birth to a dragon, and a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix. This old man likes to let others make choices, and now it's his son's turn?

Undoubtedly, Feng Xinglang's question was quite unwise. It even sounded a bit childish.

"Of course I choose you!"

The little guy is quite good at making people happy. But the next words seemed not so pleasant.

"No matter how much of a jerk you are, you are still my biological father! I don't have two biological fathers, so I can only choose you!"

"Then you are not allowed to meet He Tun in the future, understand?"

Feng Xinglang reluctantly agreed with his son's answer.

"Oh." The little guy hummed in a half-hearted comforting way.

Feng Xinglang did not send Xue Luo and her son back to the Xia family, but took them directly back to the villa in Qibei Mountain City.

The living environment here is still unique. It is not far from the city center, and it is quite elegant and quiet.

As soon as Feng Xinglang's car approached, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open in time. Two servants were already waiting there.

"From today on, you and Nuonuo will live here."

Feng Xinglang's tone was very gentle, but it sounded indisputable.

"Madam, you are back."

Xueluo recognized the middle-aged woman among the servants. She was the confinement nanny who had served her miscarriage.

It should be that Feng Xinglang felt that this confinement nanny served well and was serious and responsible to her master, so Feng Xinglang kept her. It was better than her running around in every household.

Xueluo wanted to tell the confinement nanny that she was no longer Mrs. Feng. But it seemed that she couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, so she acquiesced.

After dinner, Feng Xinglang did not leave. He was alone on the balcony on the second floor, smoking one cigarette after another.

The handsome face behind the smoke was very secretive.

Little Lin Nuo, who had been playing crazy all day, fell asleep before Xueluo finished humming a lullaby.

Looking at the lonely back of the man on the balcony, Xueluo felt a little pain in her heart.

Slowly, the woman moved over, hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and rested one cheek on the man's back.

"Xinglang... I was wrong! Don't be angry, okay?"

The woman's voice was soft, as if she had been soaking in a hot spring...