Chapter 975: Lack of love!

Originally, the game between Feng Xinglang and Hetun did not require him to take the initiative to negotiate such a grievance.

From the police station last night to now, Feng Xinglang has thought a lot.

Especially when he saw Xue Luo's patience and temper to wipe the soup spilled on his naughty son, he was more touched!

Perhaps every mother loves her child deeply.

For one reason or another, they were unable to accompany their children through life.

That's not to say that they don't want to be with you!

Maybe more of a helplessness!

His wife Xue Luo loved him and her son Nono very much. She has endured the burden of humiliation for several years and resolutely wants to give birth to this little thing. Maybe she has complaints, but from the eyes of her pet son, she can see that she has never regretted it!

She is fortunate to have returned her son Lin Nuo's healthy growth with tenacity and perseverance.

Like him, she loved her son-in-law.

Feng Xinglang thought of his mother ...

An involuntary woman!

Perhaps she had suffered a lot and suffered a lot before she could keep his son safe!

But she didn't seem to consider: Is this life really what her child wants!

But I have to say that maternal love is great, and it is even more unyielding!

Come to Hetun to negotiate, Feng Xinglang brought Ba Song and Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu drives the car, while Ba Song can stay beside his wheelchair.

In the business car, Feng Xinglang watched his injured leg quietly. Already accustomed to the smell of Chinese herbal medicine, he didn't feel the pungent smell long ago.

Even smelling such a faint smell of Chinese medicine will make him feel safe!

It's like a disinfectant that makes him allergic! If you smell too much, you will have immunity.

It has been applied for four or five days. According to time, it should be time to change the medicine.

I think I should be able to move down and down again after changing the medicine again. At least you can walk a short distance with the help of a cane.

In his free time, Feng Xinglang even had an idea: It's a pity that Cong Gang's dog thing should not be used as a medical expert for injuries.

But let him break his legs first!

Feng Xinglang didn't know what Cong Gang was planning, he always felt that he was a man who couldn't really control!

He is not as simple-minded as Yan Bang, he will have his own ideas!

Encourage Hetun to deal with Yanbang ... and then?

Then cover the sky in Shencheng?

Just because of Cong Gang?

It's okay to do things like stealing chickens and dogs; as for the great causes that must be complemented by the door, he can't take over!

At best, it is something that can't be on the table!

"Ba Song, do you have a girlfriend?"

Feng Xinglang inquired suddenly in silence.

Ba Song froze for a moment, and some Mu Na scratched his head. "Not yet."

"Then let me introduce you ... what type do you like?"

I don't know if Feng Xinglang is really in a beautiful mood and has spent his leisure time here. I still want to use this method to calm down my turbulent heart.

"I ... I didn't, never thought about it!"

Ba Song really didn't think about what kind of woman he liked; he didn't even think about his girlfriend.

"How could you never have thought about it? You are in your early twenties!"

Feng Xinglang moved his body, found a more comfortable posture, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

Ba Song quickly leaned over and covered Feng Xinglang's body with a soft blanket.

"Have you served someone else?"

Feng Xinglang didn't open his eyes and asked Qing Qingqing clearly.

"No ... I'm an orphan."

Ba Song cushioned the back of Feng Xinglang's neck so he could sit more comfortably.

"What a lack of love!"

Feng Xinglang smiled.

******

The road to Repulse Bay was not long and not blocked, but Xiaohu drove for half an hour.

Xiao Hu wasn't smart or clever, but he was so appetite for Feng Xinglang that he kept using him.

Feng Xinglang, who was a little stunned for a while, looked mentally unprofitable.

Xing Ba greeted the entrance of Repulse Bay early.

As for how he knew Feng Xinglang would be here, then there is no need to investigate.

Xing Ba came to help Ba Song push Feng Xinglang's wheelchair off the business car, but got Ba Song's hostile stare.

Ba Song's attitude was unfriendly, and Xing Ba could understand. To say the least, he is eager to protect the Lord.

But this hostile look ...

Xing Ba could not help but frown slightly.

Conditional reflection: Ba Song and them are not on the same road!

It's been ten days and a half months since I followed Feng Xinglang. I don't know the father-son relationship between Feng Xinglang and Hetun!

But Ba Song's hostility expressed: Even if he knew the relationship between the father and son Feng Xinglang and He Tun, he could not change his hostility!

So Xing Ba didn't help, but Ba Song pushed Feng Xinglang's wheelchair into the room.

Tea has been prepared in the large living room. There are also some cakes and snacks that Feng Xinglang likes to eat.

"Alang, you are here."

He Tun looked at his son Feng Xinglang very warmly. It was thickly stained with thick, thick fatherly love.

But Feng Xinglang chose to turn a blind eye.

Nor is it totally contradictory. At least he called him 'Arang' by Hetun.

"Hetun, we are all businessmen. I have come to see your purpose today, and you already know."

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and glanced at Hetun. "You can open up the conditions and start the negotiations for us!"

A 'negotiation' suddenly blocked the closeness between a father and son.

"Allen, this salmon bacon roll is made by the chef. You try it."

Hetun pushed the tray on the coffee table towards Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang gave a slight glance, smiling and smiling, "even my family of sixteen knows: Strange things don't be eaten by strangers! Because they may be mischievous!"

This remark was cruel ... and a piece of fatherly love in Hetun was broken to pieces.

"Allen, I'm your father!"

Hetun took a piece of salmon bacon roll and chewed it in his mouth.

"In the first half of my life, you were not involved; so in the second half of my life, you don't want to blend in!"

Feng Xinglang whispered a voice, making each word cold, making Hetun's heart cold.

"Allen, Dad ..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Xinglang snapped, "Do you think you still have the right to say that title ?! The so-called biological connection between you and me has already been wiped out by your cruelty!"

Hetun's long silence.

After calming down for more than ten seconds, Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea from the tea in front of him.

"Allen ..."

"Let's talk about Yan Bang!"

Hetun took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions. "Alang, Yan Bang will not get rid of him. Sooner or later, you will have a life of fifteen, three and three with Xueluo!"

What Hetun is worried about is not unreasonable.

"Because Yan Bang has never been a person who can keep himself safe! Xue Luo and Fifteen are weak, he will sooner or later ..."

"Enough! Yan Bang is my brother. What is he like? I don't need you to tell me!"

"Alang, Yan Bang has caused some damage to Xue Luo and Fifteen! Those photos, the kidnapping of Fifteen ..."

"It doesn't matter to you!"

Feng Xinglang roared again, "If it were not for Yan Bang, I would have died tragically under your persecution!"

Hetun was silent again.

"Hetun, you should believe that I have many ways to drive you out of Shencheng!"

"Aran, let's talk in peace."

For his only son, He Tun wanted to help him in addition to repentance; he wanted to make atonement for his son and his son's mother in his own way.

"I can leave Yan Bang a way of life! But I can't allow him to stay with you! He has that kind of disagreement with you, and you don't know it! If one day he gets out of control ... do something humiliating to you thing……"

Hetun has made it clear enough. If Yanbang continues to stay with Feng Xinglang, something will happen sooner or later!

Every time Feng Xinglang goes to Yulong City, Hetun will know.

In view of Yan Bang's disagreement with his son, he thought more and more!

The heart also becomes more and more tired!

"Where is Yan Bang? I will handle it myself!"

Feng Xinglang said coldly, "I have a share in 'Jindibang' Yinzhuang. I will release Yan Bang on bail. You don't have to intermix any more!"

Hetun was silent.

Should be the default decision of Feng Xinglang.

"Aran, are your legs ... better?"

He Tun's gaze fell on his son's injured leg.

"Can't die!"

Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry.

"I got you an orthopaedic specialist who can make your legs recover faster and better."

"No need!"

"I've already invited you back, just let him have a look. How good it would be to get up early and hang out with fifteen!"

Using his son's son as an excuse to persuade his son can be an effective way.

Feng Xinglang also wanted to stand up early to avoid the restraint of this wheelchair.

******

Anyway, Xue Luo is still too kind.

Although the paternity test incident of 'Ban Tuan Tuan' fostered a certain prejudice against Hetun, she still sent her son Lin Nuo to Repulse Bay to let their grandchildren meet for three generations.

How big can this be?

"Lin Xueluo, won't you come in?"

Xing Ba held fifteen's small hand and questioned the snow falling on his side.

"No! I have to go to the library again!"

Xue Luo urged his happily flying son, "Nono, listen to your dear and take care of your dear. Go home early in the evening, do you know?"

"Know my dear mommy!"

The little boy ran back and kissed Xue Luo again, then stared at Xing Shishi, and said sternly: "Lin Mu, remember to take care of my dear mommy! If she loses one hair, I will treat you Chop and feed sixteen! "

"..." How could he speak more arrogantly than his dad?

Of course, he also crossed his grandfather Hetun!

"Nuo Nuo, children shouldn't be so stingy! Lin Sen, but you show off! Otherwise, you can go to the library and read with Mommy!"

This trick is quite effective.

The arrogant arrogance of the little boy withered immediately!

"Goodbye, my dear mommy, goodbye to the wood!"

Although the little guy hasn't figured out what the ‘table lover’ is, under the coercion of Mummy, he has to call if he does n’t.

Here comes the chance ...