Chapter 873 Fighting for Favor

In a person's life, there are always too many thoughts, reluctances and true feelings.

Feng Tuantuan nestled in the arms of his uncle Feng Xinglang, feeling the rare peace and warmth.

The two or three months of confinement and fear have really left a certain psychological shadow on the 4-year-old little cutie.

Coupled with a mother, Lan Youyou, who has fits of madness from time to time, the little cutie is like a frightened bird, so pitiful and pitiful that it makes people love her.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, the child Lin Nuo, who was getting off the car before leaving, stared closely at Feng Tuantuan, who was nestling in the arms of his father Feng Xinglang, and finally said generously: "Feng Xiaotuan, today I will lend my father to you." I’ll give you a hug for a day!”

"Thank you, Brother Nono." The little cutie responded sweetly.

"But you can't make my real father upset by crying all the time, do you understand?"

"Tuantuan knows. Tuantuan doesn't cry."

"Well, that's pretty much it!"

Lin Nuo was very satisfied with his little brother's identity and attitude.

After turning around and getting out of the car, the little guy turned sideways and glanced at his biological father, Feng Xinglang, who was holding Feng Tuantuan in his arms.

"Feng Xinglang, you must also remember to think of your own son."

Seeing his son's pitiful appearance as if he was reluctant to give up his love, Feng Xinglang was delighted. He stretched out his long arm and took the little thing into his arms, and kissed his son loudly on the forehead.

"My biological father will always be your biological father! He will always love his biological son. Don't be jealous."

"How can I be jealous? I won't be jealous of a crying child!"

The little guy snorted arrogantly, and his proud little appearance was really endearing.

Feng Xinglang kissed his son again, "My father will come with my sisters to pick you up from school in the afternoon."

"Okay then. Remember not to be late! Being late is a sign that you don't love your own son!"

Feng Xinglang liked his son's little competition for favor, "Be good...my father will remember it!"

"Goodbye Feng Xiaotuan."

"Goodbye, brother Nuonuo."

Watching brother Lin Nuo enter the kindergarten gate, the little cutie turned around and asked eagerly: "Uncle, can we go find mommy now?"

Feng Xinglang gently stroked Feng Tuantuan's thin little face, his eyes filled with distress.

"Uncle has sent someone to find your mommy. Tuantuan and uncle will wait patiently for dad and mom to come home, okay?"

"But……"

The little cutie's clear eyes began to well up with tears again, "But Tuantuan feels that uncle is the most powerful, and only uncle can find Tuantuan's mommy."

In the little cutie's mind, uncle Feng Xinglang is an omnipotent god.

With him here, everything can be solved.

But Feng Xinglang remained silent.

The hand caressing the little cute cheek paused: there was a less obvious scar at the lower end of the little thing's earlobe; although it had been treated, the flesh there was still darker than the surrounding skin.

"Tuan Tuan, where did this scar... come from?"

In fact, Feng Xinglang knew about it. He knew that the scar on the lower end of the little thing's earlobe was accidentally injured by her mother, Lan Youyou.

Tuantuan touched his earlobe with his little hand, touched the scar, and murmured in a low voice: "Tuantuan accidentally fell down."

The cutie lied. Lying for his own mother.

"Why don't you tell your uncle the truth? This scar was obviously caused by your mother, right?"

Feng Xinglang's expression turned colder.

"...Uncle, I'm sorry. Mommy is sick again...she was careless."

The little cutie snarled timidly, and tears rolled down her face.

Feng Xinglang couldn't bear to blame anymore, so he just hugged the little thing in his arms tighter.

"Tuan Tuan, have you ever thought that one day, your sick mommy will leave this world and leave you forever?"

"Tuantuan doesn't want mommy to leave..."

The little cutie cried out loud.

"Tuan Tuan, you deserve a better life. All of this is my uncle's fault... but my uncle never regrets bringing you into this world."

Feng Xinglang kissed the little cutie's cheek, "Uncle has always felt that even if you were a mistake, it was a beautiful mistake! In the most difficult time, you gave everyone hope and happiness!"

Xiao Tuantuan was so small that she really couldn't understand the meaning of her uncle Feng Xinglang's profound words.

"Uncle, don't you want to help Tuantuan find mommy?"

The little cutie's eyes were filled with tears.

"Uncle has sent people to look for your mommy...and there is already news! Tuantuan has to wait obediently, do you understand?"

In fact, sometimes perfunctory treatment is more cruel than cruel rejection.

The little cutie blinked her tears and nodded helplessly.

Feng Xinglang foresaw that Lan Youyou would not remain content. On the day Lan Youyou escaped from the manor, she was prepared for the 'accident' waiting for her.

An 'accident' that was not too cruel and relatively acceptable to Feng Lixin and his daughter.

But I didn't expect that Hetun would still intervene after such a long time. He directly kidnapped Lan Youyou from the manor.

If Lan Youyou falls into Hetun's hands, he won't get any good results!

Feng Xinglang just wanted to minimize the harm to his niece Feng Tuantuan!

The little guy is innocent. And it was his uncle who ‘designed’ this world!

As soon as he arrived at GK Ventures, Feng Xinglang received a call from his spy, saying that Hetun's private plane had flown to Vancouver. There was no Hetun himself on the plane, only Xing Ba.

Apparently, Hetun's private plane flew to Vancouver to escort Lan Youyou back to Shanghai.

Why not solve it on the spot? What else are you going to bring back to Shanghai?

In Feng Xinglang's view, there was absolutely no need for Hetun to execute Lan Youyou in Shencheng.

What do you want to achieve?

By making it so complicated, is Hetun trying to show how capable he is? Or do you have other, more bizarre and cruel plans?

Feng Xinglang rubbed his swollen temples.

"Uncle, is there any news about my mommy?"

Feng Tuantuan clung to Feng Xinglang's arms, listening carefully.

The little cutie couldn't hear everything clearly, but she guessed that it had something to do with her mother.

"Well...I heard that the big bad guy is taking your mommy back to Shencheng. It won't be long before Tuantuan can see his mommy."

"Can Tuantuan really see mommy? Uncle, you are so kind!"

The little cutie wrapped itself around Feng Xinglang's neck again and lay in his arms.

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It's true that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.

Xueluo didn't want to ask Hetun for any news about Lan Youyou, but he didn't expect that Hetun would take the initiative to call him.

"Xueluo, I didn't disturb your class, did I?"

Hetun's polite inquiry almost made Xueluo uncomfortable. However, what Hetun said next was not so pleasant.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to spend more time with Alang and Shishi at home? They are not young anymore. Why should they go to school?"

"Dad, I'm about to start class here, what do you want?"

Xueluo interrupted Hetun's teaching.

"Oh, Lao Wu and the others have already found Lan Youyou. I asked Lao Ba to pick them up and complete all the procedures. They will be back in about three days."

To pick someone up? What's the meaning? Could it be that Hetun wanted Lan Youyou to return to Shencheng?

Oh my God! I really don’t know what Hetun thinks!

"Dad, you have full control over everything."

After seeing the pitiful Feng Tuantuan in the morning, Xueluo felt uncomfortable throughout the day.

She didn't want to get involved in anything related to Lan Youyou, she just wanted to be quiet.

"I want Lan Youyou to apologize to you and Shi Shi in person!"

Hetun revealed his intention to escort Lan Youyou back to Shencheng.

"Dad, no need! You really don't need it!"

Xueluo was a little anxious.

Let Lan Youyou apologize to their mother and son in person? Is it worth it?

As a result, mother and son became the executioners who killed Lan Youyou!

"Lao Qi has done so many things that have hurt you mother and son, so he should apologize in person!"

"But I don't want to see her! I really don't want to!"

Xueluo rejected Hetun's 'good intention'. She really didn't want to face that vicious woman again.

"What's wrong? Don't you want Lan Youyou to give you and Fifteen justice?"

"No!"

Xueluo sighed slightly, "Dad, you can make up your own mind, I'm done."

After hanging up the phone, Xue fell silently, motionless.

Anticipating that her husband Feng Xinglang might be stuck with the crybaby Feng Tuantuan all day, Xueluo, who didn't want her son to feel left out, rushed to her son's kindergarten after the second period.

Among the crowd, Xueluo saw her husband Feng Xinglang's tall and straight figure at a glance. Holding Feng Tuantuan in his arms, he was probably waiting for his son Lin Nuo to finish school.

At that moment, Xueluo suddenly had an illusion: Feng Tuantuan and Feng Xinglang were a loving father and daughter!

It can be seen that her husband Feng Xinglang loves Feng Tuantuan. Presumably Feng Tuantuan never left his arms throughout the whole day.

Maybe Xueluo knows that her husband Feng Xinglang's love for Feng Tuantuan is because Tuantuan is the daughter of his eldest brother Feng Lixin;

But Xueluo couldn't help but think: Is it because Tuantuan's mother is Lan Youyou? !

The daughter of my first love, so I love her so much? !

"Brother Nuonuo..."

When she saw Lin Nuo lining up to reach the safety island, the little cutie immediately struggled out of Feng Xinglang's arms and stepped forward to grab Lin Nuo's little hand.

"Did you cry today?"

Child Lin Nuo was quite happy to see the group of people waiting for him.

"I just cried for a little while. Then I stopped crying!"

The little cutie honestly confessed and was lenient.

"Well, the performance is not bad!"

Lin Nuo, a child, held the little hand of his younger sister Tuantuan as a big brother and walked to his biological father Feng Xinglang.

"Do you think you will forget your own son?"

"How could it be? You are the flesh and blood of my biological father!"

When Feng Xinglang bent over and wanted to pick up his son and niece one by one, he let out a groan of pain because the gunshot wound on his left arm had not yet healed.

"Let me hug you!"

Xueluo squeezed through the crowd and held her son Linuotuo in her arms.

I showed up even when I didn’t want to. Maybe it's because I'm too cheap and don't want men to suffer pain.

"Honey, just hold Tuantuan. Tuantuan is lighter."

Feng Xinglang made a suggestion that seemed considerate but also sharp.