"Feng Xinglang, you are such an ungrateful bastard! I don't want to talk to you! I want to break up with you
Seeing that his father Feng Xinglang didn't speak for him, the little guy immediately threw his face to the bastard's father.
"My dear son, although my father understands that you don't want to go to school, my father must support your mother's position. The bad habit of laixue is a stumbling block to your life and your ideal! "
Feng Xinglang's righteous words can be described as brilliant. I want to deceive him with the big reason that little things don't understand.
"Well! Feng Xinglang, you've been bawling so much, don't you want to be a hooligan when I'm not here
It's true that it's the same blood! That's the ultimate goal of Feng Xinglang!
The snow falls one embarrassment, but still does not lose the elder's strict.
"Don't worry, Linnuo. After you are sent to school, Mommy will go to work! I won't give your father any chance! "
Involuntarily, xueluo pulls her son Linnuo's little hand and walks towards the door of the ward.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you'd better not think about me! Anyway, you miss me, and you can't see me! "
The little guy is not willing to be proud.
"My father will think of you all the time! Go to school and be an obedient child! Although my father wants to keep you around, he can't be selfish... "
The conversation between father and son is so pretentious that it's toothache.
Unexpectedly, at the corner of the corridor, xueluo saw Hetun and Xing 12 waiting there.
He Tun should have come early in the morning, but he didn't go into Feng Xinglang's ward.
"Get out of here" is really hurtful.
"Snow falls, I'll send you to school. You stay with Alan. "
The river Tun probes the hand to come over, from the snow falls of hand lead du to wear mouth is holding gas of Lin Nuo kid.
"No, Mr. Xing After delivering nono, I just went to work. "
The snow answered. I don't really want to go to work, but
"How can that be! Alan's body is still weak. How can you not stay in the hospital to take care of him? "
Sure enough, Hutun, who protects the calf, has rejected xueluo's own arrangement.
In fact, xueluo wants to say to Hetun: you are Feng Xinglang's father. I'm just his ex-wife! You don't stay in the ward to take care of him, how can you still take the turn of her ex-wife?
Think about Hetun is also an old man over the age of Huajia, the kindness of snow once again let her choose to comply.
"Yes, yes, my father's body is still weak, and my son should stay with him."
The little guy immediately expressed his little idea.
"No! Lino kids have to go to school! "
Xueluo once again answered Linnuo, her son who wanted to learn from laixue, in a positive tone.
Well, the arm can't twist the thigh, the little guy is still reluctant to be sent to school hand in hand by Hetun.
But the snow is still in place, looking at the back of Hetun and his son.
Hetun's bad behavior, no matter how numerous, but all stems from the love of Feng Xinglang's mother.
Although this kind of love is a little distorted, the obsession and special feeling of Hetun still make snow fall moved.
Women are sentimental creatures. They will have a special favor for infatuated men!
This man doesn't feel bad in his subconscious mind.
So, xueluo thought of a headache topic for her: how to tell Feng Xinglang that Hetun is his father's business.
I know I shouldn't meddle in my own business, but xueluo still hopes that Feng Xinglang can have more relatives to love him!
At the thought of Feng Xinglang saying that he had been beaten and scolded by Feng Yishan since childhood, xueluo felt uncomfortable.
In fact, compared with Feng Yishan's bottle cap father, Hetun's father is not much better.
Isn't it that you've ground your own son black and blue?
Feng Yishan is Feng Xinglang's stepfather, which makes sense;
kehetun is his father!
When he poisoned Feng Xinglang, why didn't he be inspired and stopped by the legendary kinship that blood is thicker than water?
It seems that the legendary things are not very reliable!
When snow came into the ward, Feng Xinglang was answering a phone call.
The complexion condenses a little, and the cold light looms in the eyebrows and eyes.
Xueluo instinctively thinks that Feng Xinglang answers the phone call about his elder brother Feng Lixin.
But the fact is: Feng Xinglang answered the driver's phone. It is said that the young master was sent to school by Hetun and Xing 12. That's why fengxinglang is cold.
As for the fenglixin family, they have not heard anything about them since that night.
There is a rumor: Feng Lixin's family was chased and killed on their way to the airport;There are also rumors: as soon as the Feng Lixin family arrived in Vancouver, they were put under house arrest. And this person is no other than his brother Feng Xinglang;
there is also a rumor that Feng Lixin's family did not go to Vancouver, but stayed in a corner of Shencheng
There are many versions of rumors, but I don't know which version is true.
Even housekeeper Mo and aunt an, who stayed in Fengjia to guard the villa, did not know.
It seems that Feng Lixin's family has really disappeared! There was no news.
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seeing the snow falling behind in the ward, the man's eyes instantly warmed a lot.
Feng Xinglang made a tick on the snow and motioned her to his side.
Xueluo stands by the door, just looking at the man's charming face. It seems that her mind suddenly returns to that sunny morning five years ago, a strong figure sitting alone at the breakfast table
That evil and cold sarcastic tone:
"this morning, you just stare at me It's not reserved, is it
I'm not sure whether my heart was rippling at that time. But at this moment, my heart is still a little throbbing.
Handsome man, elegant ruffian, excellent and outstanding; the key is his own child's biological father.
Snow thought like being dissociated, so obedient walked in the past; and then the man hugged the waist, the cool handsome face buried over, rubbed her a soft.
"Feng Xinglang, they all say that his son looks like his mother. Feng's mother is beautiful, so you are handsome But how come my nono is not like me? "
Snow touched the man's short black hair, layer by layer, feeling his health and youth.
"Let's have another daughter, like you, and you'll be even?"
The man in front of her body uneasily arch, with thin lips squeeze, with teeth nibble.
"Do you want to get together? I can't have a beautiful daughter like Tuan Tuan. "
If the snow falls, it is not sour but better than sour.