Chapter 854 Leaving Shanghai

The life of little Lin Nuo was quite brilliant!

Wherever he goes, he is always doted on as an independent child.

The little thing who went crazy late last night fell asleep and woke up naturally; and then there was Xing Twelve, who was waiting for the half-asleep little thing to wash himself.

Even though it's almost ten o'clock, breakfast is still warm. These are meat and fruit snacks that Lin Nuo’s children love to eat.

Everyone has been waiting patiently. Including Hetun who had a bowl of nourishing soup.

"Father, let Shi Qi take a look quickly."

Every time the little guy comes, he will lift up the clothes on Hetun's back to check the injury.

"My foster father is much better."

Such a small act of filial piety is really useful to Hetun.

Since the little guy refused to call him Grandpa Hetun, fearing that he would be downgraded compared to Xing Twelve and the others, Hetun acquiesced and allowed the little guy to continue calling him foster father.

"It's really much better!"

In fact, the little guy couldn't see anything at all. Hetun's back, which was covered with medicine, still looked strong.

Seeing the little guy devouring delicious food like a little wolf cub, Hetun's eyes were full of doting.

If it weren't for the consideration of his son Xing Lang's feelings, he would really want to keep this little thing by his side 24 hours a day.

Perhaps due to some mysterious pull, Hetun fell in love with this clever and somewhat arrogant little guy from the moment he was born.

Now it seems that it is the family love that is thicker than water that has been maintaining this mutual love.

"By the way, fifteen, what has your father been busy with lately?"

Hetun was trying to get some news about his son Feng Xinglang from the little guy.

In fact, Hetun was more or less aware of Feng Xinglang's whereabouts. But the private affairs in the house are not so easy to know.

"He's busy making money for milk powder for his own son; he's busy trying to please his own woman... He's always competing with me for favors and sleeping with mommy. It's so annoying!"

The little guy expressed his dissatisfaction with his biological father Feng Xinglang with some emotion.

"Hahahaha...Then just let your biological father do it!"

Hetun was happy. Perhaps he hoped more earnestly than Feng Xinglang that Xueluo could be pregnant with a second child, so that Xiao Fifteen could spend more time with him, his biological grandfather.

"Why? Mommy is mine! You can only love me!"

Okay, this is such a selfish little thing. It should be said that most of it was given by my own grandfather, Hetun.

"But your mommy is also your biological father's wife! She shoulders the important task of helping your biological father. You can come to your adoptive father more often. Your adoptive father and your twelfth brother will pamper you. "

In Hetun's eyes, the role of his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo was only to give birth to Feng Xinglang's child.

Seeing that his adoptive father He Tun was always talking to his bastard biological father, the little guy seemed to remember something and immediately put down the spoon and ran towards the room.

He originally promised Xing Ba that he would take it out when Feng Xinglang came to pick him up in the afternoon, but the little guy chose to take it out now.

Because the little guy felt that the four words in the letter must be scolding his adoptive father Hetun.

The little guy took out the envelope from his schoolbag and slapped it on the dining table.

"Here, this is a letter written by bastard Feng Xinglang to you! Don't be angry after reading it!"

A letter written by his biological son to himself?

Hetun immediately picked it up and looked at it with great hope. There seemed to be a little bit of excitement.

But when Hetun saw the four words on the letter, his expression turned cold.

【Leave Shanghai】

These four traditional Chinese characters really chilled Hetun's heart.

His own son actually asked him to leave Shanghai!

Is this the rhythm of not wanting to see him again in this life?

"Father, did the bastard Feng Xinglang scold you? He is so unfilial!"

Obviously, the little guy didn't understand these four words; no one told him the content of these four words.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang had calculated correctly that Xing Ba and the others would not tell these four words that sounded quite 'cruel' to the little guy.

"No...your biological father asked me how I was doing!"

Similarly, Hetun also chose to be half-hidden from the little guy.

If the little guy knew that his bastard biological father was going to force his adoptive father Hetun to leave Shencheng, he might have trouble with Feng Xinglang when he returned!

Hetun is a wise man.

He knows how to do a good job!

Rather than hurting the young mind of a 5-year-old child!

Otherwise, Feng Xinglang wouldn't have written the traditional Chinese characters with good intentions that the little guy would definitely not recognize.

"Then what did your bastard biological son write?"

The little guy is still very curious.

"It looks like 'get well soon'." Hetun sighed slightly.

"That's wrong... doesn't the second character look like the character '日'?"

The little guy held the letter and turned it over and over, but he really couldn't recognize it.

Deeply realized: On the importance of learning square characters!

"Fifteen, come here and let your adoptive father hug you..."

The sadness came suddenly, but not suddenly. In order to calm the sadness in his heart, Hetun hugged the little guy tightly in his arms.

Full of reluctance.

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The entrance to Repulse Bay.

"Xinglang, please go in with me to pick up Nono."

After experiencing the sadness of sending Yuan Duoduo away, Xueluo seems to care more about the value of family ties. Even though she knew Feng Xinglang would resist, she still said her proposal.

"Do you want me to bring a gun in? Or a knife?"

There was a calm and cold look in Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"Then I'll go in by myself."

Xueluo didn't force it. I know that it takes more than just time for a man to accept the existence of Hetun, his biological father.

For this period of time, Feng Xinglang had allowed his wife and children to happily go in and out of Repulse Bay to visit Hetun. In Xueluo's view, this was kind enough.

Perhaps Xueluo didn't know that behind Feng Xinglang's kindness, he wanted to force Hetun to leave Shencheng! Father and son will never meet again!

Xueluo got out of the car and walked a few steps when she saw her son Lin Nuo, escorted by Xing Twelve, as cheerful as a little cheetah, running towards his mother Xueluo on the big and small 'S' route.

"Mommy...do you miss your biological son?"

"Of course I have! I want to think about it all the time!"

Xueluo picked up her son, who was becoming more and more heavy-handed, and kissed the little guy's sweaty cheek again and again.

"Why are you so crazy? Are you teasing your adoptive father again?"

"No more... my foster father is old and can't play anymore!"

Xueluo suddenly noticed the red sandalwood bracelet on her son's wrist.

Looks familiar!

"Nono, where did you get the bracelet? Could it be that you stole it from your adoptive father?"

Xueluo's voice of questioning was a bit unpleasant. Because Xueluo knew that this rosewood bracelet was the lifeblood of Hetun, she had been wearing it on her wrist inseparably.

If Xueluo's guess is correct, this red sandalwood bracelet should have been given to Hetun by Feng Xinglang's mother.

"It's not stolen. My adoptive father asked me to bring this thing back to my bastard biological father! It's dark and ugly. I don't want to wear it!"

The little guy took off the rosewood bracelet that Hetun personally put on him in disgust, wrapped it around his finger and turned it like a toy, and happily ran towards the Porsche parked at the entrance of Repulse Bay with his short legs.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, this is a gift from my adoptive father to you!"

As soon as he climbed into the car, the little thing threw the rosewood bracelet in his hand over.

Feng Xinglang just glanced at it calmly and dropped the rosewood bracelet on the dashboard.

He looked like he didn't care and was heartless and indifferent.

"Xinglang, this is your mother's relic." Xueluo reminded him.

Feng Xinglang just leaned down and kissed the little thing that climbed up his legs, and asked lovingly: "Do you want to kiss daddy?"

"No! Anyway, you only know how to live a two-person world with your own woman, and you definitely don't think about me as your biological son!"

At the mention of the world of two, Feng Xinglang's entire eyebrows drooped.

"But my dear father misses you!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was deep, and he pressed his cheek against the little guy's head, full of affection.

His childhood experience has made Feng Xinglang have a distorted view of the role of father; perhaps the only way to live in peace is to give his full fatherly love to his children without reservation!

Xueluo knew: it was the red sandalwood bracelet given by Hetun that worked.

"Feng Xinglang, my adoptive father also said: He will do what you want."

Thinking of something, the little guy raised his head and said, "By the way, bastard father, what on earth did you write to my adoptive father? My adoptive father became unhappy after seeing it... touched this bracelet in a depressed manner. afternoon."

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, seeming to be deep in thought; then he picked up the rosewood bracelet on the dashboard and put it back on his son Feng Linnuo's arm again.

"Nono, send this thing back to Hetun! Just say I don't need it!"

The little guy was startled for a moment, then nodded.

I was thinking about the things my adoptive father often wore on his hands. He must have liked them very much. It seemed inappropriate to give them to others.

So, the little guy half-raised the rosewood bracelet on his arm and ran towards the villa again.

"Xinglang, I'd better go in with you and have a look at Hetun."

Xueluo felt that Hetun would be sad when he saw the bracelet, so he wanted to go in with his son to comfort Hetun.

"Need not!"

Feng Xinglang sneered coldly, "It's kind enough to keep him alive until now!"

Xueluo knew that Feng Xinglang was feeling difficult, but after all, Hetun was the biological grandfather of his son Lin Nuo. They had known each other day and night for five years, which could be regarded as providing a safe haven for their mother and son.

Xueluo shook off Feng Xinglang's hand, "At least without Hetun, Nuonuo and I might have been killed by Lan Youyou!"

Looking at the woman's slender back as she resolutely walked in, Feng Xinglang's handsome eyes narrowed a little.

The son just said: "He will do what you want." Does this mean that Hetun has decided to leave Shencheng?

It's rare that he is so obedient!

"Father...Father..."

Seeing the little guy running back again, Hetun happily came forward to greet him.

"My biological father said he doesn't need this...let me give it back to you!"

In order to express comfort, the little guy obediently put on the red sandalwood bracelet for Hetun, "Father, it looks better on you!"