Chapter 866: Three Generations of Ancestors and Grandchildren Are Stubborn

This further strengthened Yuan Duoduo's determination to raise her twins alone.

In the first class cabin, Yuan Duoduo could lie down and rest comfortably, instead of being as uncomfortable as sitting in the economy class cabin.

She was really grateful to have Bai Mo accompanying her on the return journey.

Bai Mo sat aside and looked quietly at Yuan Duoduo, who was half curled up.

Yuan Duoduo could feel Bai Mo's gaze, but she didn't dare to open her eyes and look at him.

To say that Yuan Duoduo has low self-esteem, there must be some factors; but Yuan Duoduo also has his own selfish motives.

She knew: If the Bai family knew the identity of the child in her belly, they would definitely try their best to take it back. They might even force her to terminate the pregnancy.

In Yuan Duoduo's view, Bai Mo became the real provider.

She just wanted to give birth to a child that belonged to her, Yuan Duoduo. I just didn’t expect that two of them would come at once this time.

He and Bai Mo must maintain a clean relationship. In this way, I can truly have these two children in my belly.

There are many ways to live in this world. You don’t have to be inseparable from a man!

Suddenly, Yuan Duoduo felt something strange. She noticed that someone was lifting the hem of her shirt.

She immediately opened her eyes and bumped into Bai Mo, who was peering into her belly.

"Bai Mo, what are you doing?"

Yuan Duoduo exclaimed and immediately pulled off the hem of her shirt to cover her belly.

Yuan Duoduo's confident high-pitched scream attracted everyone's attention and also attracted the stewardess.

"Sorry, my girlfriend is in a mood..."

After sending the stewardess away, Bai Mo couldn't help complaining, "Yuan Xiaoqiang, why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Then why are you lifting my clothes?" Yuan Duoduo asked.

"I just want to see if you're pregnant."

"..." Yuan Duoduo glared at Bai Mo, "I'm not your son, what are you looking at!"

"I can be their godfather! Then they will have me as their godfather to love them!"

Bai Mo's words warmed Yuan Duoduo's heart.

"What if they are not...unhealthy? What if they are disabled like me?"

"Only my seed will be disabled, other people's seed should not be disabled."

Yuan Duoduo felt worried again when he heard this.

"Whether they are disabled or not, I want them! They are my life!"

Yuan Duoduo caressed her belly that smelled a little pregnant and sighed solemnly.

"Hey, Yuan Duoduo, are you fat inside, or are you a baby?"

"Bai Mo, you are so annoying! Why are you touching me so randomly! It's all fat, no baby!"

Yuan Duoduo was really convinced by Bai Mo. During the more than ten hours of flight, he disturbed her five or six times.

Bai Mo just squatted beside Yuan Duoduo's cabin chair, quietly watching Yuan Duoduo's every move.

"Yuan Xiaoqiang, how about... how about we get married? We will harm each other!"

Harm each other?

Why does it sound so scary?

"Bai Mo, with your status, you should marry a noble woman and give you many children!"

*****

Hetun rushed back to Shencheng in a hurry, just because of what his grandson Fifteen said: You and the bastard Feng Xinglang didn't take good care of me! He actually lost his own son to a dog!

His own grandson has been thrown into the hands of dogs. How can Hetun have the time to do other things?

Hetun rushed back to Shanghai overnight. And he appeared outside the Feng family's villa early in the morning.

Without hesitating for long, Hetun stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Feng family villa. For Hetun, he completely ignored the electronic equipment for video intercom. Before there was any sound, Xing Twelve had already removed the alarm device.

It was Aunt An who opened the door to Hetun.

Aunt An didn't know Hetun.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Aunt An was frightened when she looked at the tall and mighty Hetun.

"I'm looking for...fifteen."

Hetun glanced at the Feng family's living room.

"fifteen?"

Aunt An was startled for a moment. She was not unfamiliar with this title. Because she often heard the young master call himself this on the phone.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am Shi Shi's adoptive father and also Shi Shi's biological grandfather. My name is Xing Mu!"

This kind of self-introduction is really bold and unrestrained. Hetun no longer wanted to be secretive in front of others.

"You...you are...are you Hetun?"

Aunt An panicked and stumbled back to the living room, "Old Mo...Old Mo, Hetun is here...Old Mo..."

Aunt An's panicked scream not only called Lao Mo back from the backyard, but also woke up Feng Xinglang who was already awake and entangled with his wife upstairs.

"Hetun? What is he here for?"

Feng Xinglang sounded alert, immediately jumped up from his bed, put on his loose pajamas and rushed downstairs.

Xueluo in the chaos was also completely awakened.

Is Hetun coming? He actually came directly to the Feng family? What is he going to do?

Is this a head-on conflict with his own son Feng Xinglang?

Xueluo also quickly stood up.

There was already a tense situation in the living room.

Butler Mo held the scissors for pruning flowers and plants and faced Hetun in the living room.

"What are you here for?"

"I'm looking for my grandson Fifteen!"

He Tun ignored the big scissors in Butler Mo's hand, but squinted at the layout and style of the Feng family.

"There is no grandson of yours here! Please get out of here!"

Feng Xinglang walked down the stairs vigorously, yelling at Hetun, the uninvited guest, in a stern voice.

"Alang... I just came to see Fifteen."

Seeing Feng Xinglang's aggressive attitude, Hetun seemed to realize that his uninvited visit seemed a bit inappropriate.

"Don't call me Alang! It sounds disgusting!"

Feng Xinglang became violent, "It seems too polite to ask you to leave Shanghai City! I should let you get out of Shanghai City, or be kicked out of Shanghai City!"

Xueluo had just stepped off the second floor when she heard an extremely unfriendly confrontation between Hetun and Feng Xinglang and his son.

Thinking of something, Xueluo immediately returned to the third floor and ran into the children's room.

"Nono... Nono... wake up! Your adoptive father is here... wake up."

The child Lin Nuo, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly woken up by someone shaking him. He stared blankly at his anxious mother, Xueluo, with a pair of sleepy eyes.

"Mommy...good morning."

"Nono, come downstairs quickly, your adoptive father is here! He's about to start a fight with your biological father!"

"Father? Why is he here? Isn't he looking for that big witch Lan Youyou in...Canada?"

The little guy was confused.

"Mommy is not sure either. You should go downstairs and have a look, otherwise your biological father and your adoptive father will really have to be found."

Xueluo immediately picked up her son Lin Nuo from the children's room, forcibly carried him out of the children's room, and ran downstairs.

"Alang, calm down... I know you won't forgive me, but I really want to do something for you and Shi Fifteen. I want to make up for the mistakes I've made!"

Hetun's temper was rarely so gentle.

Especially when facing his furious son Feng Xinglang, he actually acted as kindly as a father should be.

"If you really want to make it up to me, then go die and apologize! Remember to die far away and don't let Nono see it!"

Feng Xinglang was so full of rage that he almost wanted to kill Hetun on the spot.

Feng Xinglang had finished speaking, and it seemed that the conversation between father and son could no longer continue.

Just when the atmosphere was filled with the smell of gunpowder, the appearance of kid Lin Nuo was undoubtedly the best mediator.

"Father? Why are you here? Are you thinking about being fifteen?"

The little guy immediately twisted out of mommy Xueluo's arms and rushed towards Hetun.

But when he passed by, his father Feng Xinglang hugged him into his arms.

"Feng Xinglang, put me down quickly..." The little guy struggled.

"From now on, you are not allowed to have any contact with this person. Do you understand?"

Feng Xinglang's voice was tinged with deep sullenness.

Obviously, Hetun's uninvited visit this time undoubtedly touched Feng Xinglang's temper.

"I don't understand! He is my adoptive father, and I like to be with my adoptive father!"

The little guy squirmed in Feng Xinglang's arms and accidentally hit his father, Feng Xinglang, on the cheek with his raised hand.

Feng Xinglang's handsome, angry face was so gloomy that it was terrifying.

"Xinglang, please stop strangling Nuonuo, you will scare him."

Xueluo really didn't want to see Feng Xinglang turn his anger on his son Lin Nuo because of his unforgiveness towards Hetun.

She didn't want to see her son Lin Nuo become a bargaining chip and victim in the struggle between father and son.

Xueluo stepped forward and wanted to take the little guy away from Feng Xinglang's arms, but Feng Xinglang held him tighter.

While struggling, the little guy lowered his head and bit hard on his father Feng Xinglang's arm. And it was Feng Xinglang's injured arm that hadn't healed yet.

Feng Xinglang, who was in pain, let go of his arm, and the little guy took the opportunity to twist and pounce towards Hetun.

"Father, have you seen that my bastard biological father is so annoying!"

The little guy is also a stubborn person. This is entirely due to the stubbornness he inherited from his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

I don't like to be restrained by others, and I don't like to be controlled by others.

Of course Hetun felt heartbroken when he saw his grandson Xiao Shiwu nestled in his arms.

"Alang, I will take Shishi back to Repulse Bay for a few days. Don't worry, I will use my own life to ensure his safety."

The little guy loves his adoptive father so much that Hetun really can't let go of him.

"Feng Linnuo, if you dare to go with Hetun today, don't come back to me as your biological father again!"

Feng Xinglang hissed out every word.

He is angry with Hetun! But he used his biological son as a bargaining chip!

Little child Lin Nuo looked at his furious father Feng Xinglang in confusion, his little mouth bulging with anger.

It seemed like he was going to have a confrontation with his bastard biological father in the next second.

These three generations of ancestors and grandchildren are all stubborn.

One is more stubborn than the other!

Neither one wants to be convinced by the other!

If this stalemate continues, it will only make things worse.

Xueluo stepped forward and walked to Hetun and his son Lin Nuo.

"Nono, come to mommy..."