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Chapter 468 - Feng Xinglang is your biological father

Alright, I have to admit that my son Linnuo, this newly-cut wishy-wash-head really is …

Different!

It covered up the little guy's forehead that was similar to Feng Xinglang's at first; on top of that, the little guy's cheeks were covered in a little baby fat, which reduced the similarity between him and his father, Feng Xinglang, to 40-50%.

In other words, at first glance, the eyes of others would first be attracted by this unusual little pot head, and they would not pay much attention to the appearance of the little guy.

Therefore, Xueluo was very satisfied with his son Linnuo's current new hairstyle.

"What's so ugly about it? But Mommy thinks that her son's new hairstyle is super handsome!"

Xueluo used a brush to clean away the small pieces that had landed on his son's neck. He then kissed the little guy's depressed little face.

"Mommy, your own son is seriously suspicious of your aesthetic views now."

The little guy's depressed little face looked like it was about to cry. Although he knew that he wasn't the most dangerous foster son under the foster father Hetun, he was definitely the most handsome and coolest one!

But now, her handsomeness had been ruined by the sudden change in Mommy Xueluo.

Xueluo knew clearly that if he were to change his son Linnuo's appearance, he would only be able to treat the symptoms and not the root of the problem. The key point was to instil some faith in his son Linnuo.

"Nuonuo, do you love Mommy?"

After Xueluo took a deep breath, the mother and son began to talk about Feng Xinglang. Xueluo knew, even if she did not allow her son Linnuo to meet him, the Hetun would still bring the little fellow to see Feng Xinglang!

Xueluo couldn't stop it, but he couldn't!

"Of course Nuonuo likes to kiss Mommy! Even if the hair style of your son is ruined by your mother, your son wouldn't blame your mother for kissing him! "

The little fellow's stomach was full of grievances. But he couldn't bear to complain to his mother.

"If one day, your foster father wants you to stay with Mommy and that … Who will you choose from among your biological father? "

Xueluo asked again. With a hint of sadness.

"Of course it's to kiss Mommy! I'd rather choose my father than that bastard! He actually dared to bite Mommy to such an extent, I definitely won't forgive him! Tomorrow, I will bring along the Old Tweleve to annihilate him! "

The little guy immediately became indignant, and was filled with the firm belief of wanting to protect Mommy.

It was exactly as Xueluo had expected: her son Linnuo would definitely choose her to be his mommy.

Xueluo wasn't clear as to what choice the Hetun would make with her son Linnuo, but she was clear that the Hetun definitely wanted to use her son Linnuo to deal with Feng Xinglang!

There was no doubt about this!

"Nuonuo, can you answer Mommy's question?"

"Mommy, tell me, your son is listening."

"If your foster father were to bring you to see Feng Xinglang, would you promise Mommy that you wouldn't recognize him? Because Mommy doesn't want to lose you! "

In fact, Xueluo knew that even if his son Linnuo did not recognize Feng Xinglang, the Hetun would definitely tell Feng Xinglang about it.

But Xueluo would rather be the latter!

Because the nature of the process was different!

With Feng Xinglang's wisdom, he would instantly understand that the Hetun wanted to use Linnuo to deal with him.

But what could it do? It was just her trying to deceive herself!

The little guy did not immediately reply, but looked back at Mommy and Xueluo, his gaze deep.

Although he was still a 5 year old child, Xueluo realised that the little fellow already had its own little thoughts.

"Mommy, are you cutting off this ugly new hairstyle for your biological son because you're worried that the bastard will recognize me?"

"Linnuo! Don't be so vulgar! No matter what you say, Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You can disregard him, but you cannot insult him or disobey him! "

Xueluo corrected his son's hostility towards his father, Feng Xinglang.

"That Feng Xinglang guy, is he really my father?" the little guy asked.

"Yes."

Xueluo took a deep breath, and replied his son Linnuo with certainty and seriousness. On this point, Xueluo didn't want to hide anything from his son.

The little guy was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry Mommy, Nuonuo will always be Mommy's biological son!"

The little guy firmly said.

Xueluo's eyes immediately reddened. She hugged her sensible son in her arms and choked with sobs.

"I'm sorry, Nuonuo … It was Mommy who was useless. Mommy can't give you freedom, and she can't give you the home you want. I'm really sorry. "

If there is a next life, you must choose a good family, not to be her incompetent mother's son.

Xueluo's heart ached with pain.

"How can you blame kissing Mommy? Mother giving birth to Nuonuo was already very, very difficult! Nuonuo needs to grow up quickly, and become stronger than his foster father in order to protect Mommy. "

The little guy had no intention of blaming Mommy. It added to his self-blame.

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Yuan Duoduo returned home after working overtime and found that his anti-theft door was wide open.

Stolen?

The key point was that there was nothing to steal from his house!

When Yuan Duoduo rushed into the house, he found that Feng Xinglang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, smoking.

His strong legs were placed on the tea table, and his muscular body lazily sat on the sofa. He looked extremely charming.

"Young, Young Master Feng, are you still here?"

Judging from Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes, he was extremely clear-headed at that moment, with no signs of drunkenness.

Yuan Duoduo subconsciously took a glance at the room: Could it be that Lin Xueluo had successfully jumped out of the drunk lion's mouth?

You're pretty smart!

"Tell me how to contact Lin Xueluo!"

Feng Xinglang ordered in a cold tone. That was a deterrence that could penetrate the depths of Yuan Duoduo's heart.

"You don't even know about it as a husband, how would I know!"

Yuan Duoduo went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of water to drink. She used this method to calm her heart and determine: Did this Feng Xinglang know that Lin Xueluo had returned to the Shen City, or did he not know?

"Yuan Duoduo, don't force me to cut off all your path of wealth in Shen City! This house still owes money to the mortgage, if it is taken back by the bank for auction … "

Feng Xinglang dragged his voice to agitate Yuan Duoduo's weak spot. He knew how much Yuan Duoduo had paid for this house.

"Feng Xinglang, don't go too far!"

Yuan Duoduo's hair instantly stood on end.

"Then happily give me Lin Xueluo's contact information!" Feng Xinglang chased after her.

"I really don't know! If I lied to you, I would be a puppy! Just when I wanted to chat with Xueluo about where she's been for the past five years, you came to smash the door! " Yuan Duoduo said honestly.

"In other words: You admitted it two hours ago, you hid Lin Xueluo?" Feng Xinglang asked slowly.

"..." Yuan Duoduo's intestines turned green with regret.