Chapter 925: Torment of Tears

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"Fifty percent! But...but now it's only 30%...that guy has weapons on him."

Something like a triangle flew past the left shoulder of the V-face mask, splashing a piece of flesh and blood.

"Throw the things to him! Be gentle and don't get hurt! You can find a way to leave on your own, and I will pick you up outside!"

"good!"

After the V-face mask responded, he smoothly threw the canvas bag on his shoulder into the grass beside him, and then jumped over a rockery alone to escape the scene.

Xing Shishi did not go after the V-face mask. Because when he opened the canvas bag, he saw a red, sleeping face.

It's the little fifteen they are looking for!

Hearing the noise behind him, Xing Shisi immediately put on his canvas bag and ducked behind the rockery; then he saw Yan Bang pushing Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, surrounded by a group of muscular men, walking towards the basement.

Xing Shishi had no time to find Xing Twelve and the others, so he decided to take Shi Fifteen in the canvas bag and leave Yulong City.

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The most painful thing is that Lin Xueluo is a mother.

In the past few days, she had hardly been able to sleep properly. I didn't want to cry, but my tears rolled down uncontrollably.

She and her son had gone through too many hardships, enough for her, Lin Xueluo, to remember them forever.

She really just wants to live an ordinary life!

But she was destined that even this ordinary wish could only be an extravagant hope.

And who can you blame?

Do you blame your uncle and aunt for pushing you into the Feng family?

Or do you blame your charming husband?

Not only did he pick up a powerful biological father, but he also had a lover who would die for him...

And there’s more than one! There is no distinction between men and women!

That’s enough!

What a messy living atmosphere this is!

Xueluo had thought: Would their mother and son's lives be peaceful and stable without the man Feng Xinglang?

For the past few days, Xueluo has been shutting herself in the master bedroom on the third floor. She decided to trust her husband, the father of her children.

She was unwilling to go to Repulse Bay to ask Hetun for 'help', and it was not convenient for her to go to Yulong City to inquire about the situation;

The only thing to do is to wait.

Every passing minute is a kind of torture for Lin Xueluo!

She really didn't know how to calm down the longing and worry for her son that was raging in her heart. Xueluo's palms had already been cut with blood marks by her own nails.

Xueluo was angry but helpless when her own child was used as a bargaining chip and as a hostage.

When will this kind of life stop? Xueluo felt that she couldn't hold on any longer.

The sound of a whistle outside the window interrupted Xueluo's sadness. The whistle seemed to come from the Feng family courtyard.

She immediately stood up and approached the window sill to look. Just one look and tears burst into tears instantly.

From the commercial vehicle, her husband Feng Xinglang, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed out;

And in her husband Feng Xinglang's arms, he actually held his sleeping son Lin Nuo!

"Nono...Nono..."

Xueluo, who had regained his composure, immediately stumbled out of the bedroom door and ran downstairs, wishing he could put on a pair of wings and fly directly to his son.

Feng Xinglang, who was pushed out of the business car, possessed himself and kissed his son again. The little thing was still sleeping soundly, and his whole little face was flushed.

Feng Xinglang rushed to Repulse Bay. After seeing that his son was safe, his first reaction was to take the little thing back to Feng's house and hand it back to his wife, the mother of his child!

Because Feng Xinglang knows that women are more worried about their son's disappearance than he is!

A son is born when a woman is pregnant for ten months and goes through all kinds of hardships; a woman cares more about her own flesh and blood than anyone else.

Fortunately, Hetun did not stop him. Instead, he immediately called a business car with a spacious back seat and personally escorted his own son and grandson back to the Feng family.

If you compare your feelings with your own, you can understand how deeply Lin Xueluo, a mother, cares about her missing child!

"Nono...Nono..."

Xueluo rushed out of the Feng family's living room. She tripped on the steps and almost rolled over.

"Xueluo, slow down! My son is fine."

Feng Xinglang wanted to get up and help the stumbling woman, but he still had a broken leg. Plus she was holding her sleeping son in her arms.

"Nono... Mommy's biological son!"

Xueluo snatched the little thing from Feng Xinglang's arms, hugged it tightly in her arms, and kissed it again and again with a face stained with tears.

With the help of medicine, the little guy slept soundly. The little face was unusually red.

Feng Xinglang watched quietly as the woman kissed the child in her arms, his eyes so soft that he could shed tears.

Fortunately, the woman and child had returned to him safely, and it was worth the pain.

"Nono, wake up...open your eyes and see mom, okay? Nono, wake up quickly..."

Xueluo kissed her son's little face and noticed something strange, "Xinglang... Nuonuo, why hasn't he woke up yet?"

"Fifteen was fed some medicine containing sleeping ingredients by people from Yan State."

It was Hetun who was behind Feng Xinglang's wheelchair who answered Xueluo, "You'll wake up in a while, don't worry too much."

It is not difficult to tell from his words that his prejudice against Yan Bang is deep-rooted.

Xueluo just raised his head and glanced at Hetun, but did not take his words.

Subconsciously, Xue Luo had already developed a resistance to He Tun.

A father-in-law who was overbearing and strong and wanted his daughter-in-law to accept the illegitimate daughter of his own son really made Xue Luo dislike him!

Although this misunderstanding was resolved, the impact and shadow it had produced had already formed in Xue Luo's heart.

Xue Luo gently stroked her son's little face over and over again, and tears dripped inadvertently again. Her little life was back with her, which was better than anything else.

"Mrs. Xue Luo, go back to the house. It's windy outside. The second young master's leg..."

The speaker was Butler Mo. He not only cared about the missing young master; he also felt sorry for the second young master Feng Xinglang, whose leg was still fixed with a steel plate.

He Tun was not convenient to go in.

Feng Xinglang was able to let him escort all the way to the Feng family, which was already a face-saving thing for him.

"Alang, take good care of Fifteen... and take good care of yourself."

Behind the wheelchair, He Tun's concerned words came, and Feng Xinglang's hand holding the wheelchair curled up slightly.

He didn't look back, nor did he answer He Tun.

"Uncle, let Tuantuan push you into the house."

A small figure squeezed out from behind Xing Twelve.

It was Feng Tuantuan.

The little cutie had been there all the time. He just silently watched Uncle and Auntie lovingly and lovingly the sleeping brother Nuonuo.

The little cutie was envious and even sad.

I have been missing for so many days. Will my papa and mama feel as sorry for me as Uncle and Auntie feel for Nuonuo?