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"Oh right, if I really marry the Hetun, wouldn\'t you, Lan Youyou, still have to address me as your foster mother?!"

At that time, Xueluo did not have the heart to bother with Lan Youyou. It was completely forced out by Lan Youyou\'s words.

But how could she have thought that Lan Youyou did not get separated from her and instead got into a rage.

"Lin Xueluo! Do you think I\'m dead? "

Feng Xinglang\'s ruthless aura rose up, and rushed over, strangling half of Xueluo\'s body.

At that time, Xueluo was still carrying the 5 year old Linnuo, but being suddenly hugged by Feng Xinglang made her instinctively panic, and she almost dropped her son in her arms.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

Worried that Feng Xinglang\'s recklessness would injure his son Linnuo, Xueluo could only put the little fellow back on the ground.

"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard, you are not allowed to touch my mother! Let go... "Quickly let go!"

Back then, Lin Xueluo was lonely and helpless, but now it was different: her son Linnuo had become her little guardian.

The little guy desperately used his little fist to beat up Feng Xinglang\'s arm that was wrapped around Xueluo\'s waist. Seeing that the results were not good, Feng Xinglang completely had no intention of letting go.

In an instant, the battle that had just taken place in the Feng Family had transformed into an internal conflict within the family.

"Feng Xinglang, the more you are like this, the more hatred you will get from me and your son!"

Xueluo hissed. After five years, she didn\'t want to be trapped in that disrespectful, petty world of emotions again.

"So be it!" I don\'t expect you two to love me anyway! This is my, Feng Xinglang\'s, retribution! I accept! "

Feng Xinglang said fiercely. He bowed and wanted to carry Xueluo into the room.

"Let go of my mother! Let go of my mother! "

Linnuo was anxious and angry, but he could not do anything to the tall and sturdy Feng Xinglang. If he had known earlier, he would have brought the crossbow.

"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard! When I grow up, I will personally destroy you! "

The little guy hysterically shouted at Feng Xinglang, who was carrying his mother on his shoulder.

Feng Xinglang abruptly stopped his actions, "Little bastard, what did you say? You want to personally destroy my biological father? "

"Yes!" I will personally exterminate you! Avenge my mother! "

The little guy shouted ferociously. He used an expression of extreme hatred. If he had sufficient power now, he would probably aim at Feng Xinglang with his spear.

Hadn\'t the little guy already shot him twice with his crossbow? It was the third and fourth chapters.

Feng Xinglang let go of Lin Xueluo who was in his embrace, and the mother and son duo who had gained freedom instantly embraced each other. It seemed that from the situation at that time, Feng Xinglang was indeed a bastard who committed all sorts of crimes.

"Lin Xueluo, do you really want to see this? Encouraging my own son to be my enemy? "Enmity me? Enmity me?"

Feng Xinglang\'s ruthless words carried a faint sadness and Shang, as well as a trace of helplessness.

"Xinglang, if you do not respect Nuonuo\'s mother, you will not receive Nuonuo\'s respect!"

Feng Lixin\'s words seemed to reveal the true meaning of heaven, "All of Nuonuo\'s hatred and dissatisfaction towards you stemmed from your bullying and bullying of Xueluo! How could a person who bullies his mother get his respect! "

Feng Xinglang was slightly startled, as if he was digesting his big brother Feng Lixin\'s words. When it looked at the little guy again, the little guy reflexively stretched out his arms and placed them in front of Xueluo. It was as if he wanted to use his tender shoulders to protect Mommy from being bullied by others.

Faintly, the corner of Feng Xinglang\'s lips curled up into a faint smile. He remembered his first confrontation with his son in the clubhouse.

At that time, the little guy had said: Feng Xinglang, you\'re too annoying! Bullying a girl!

He also said: Eating one of his arrows is the price of bullying girls!

How could Feng Xinglang have thought that the "girl" this little fellow was referring to would be that super stupid woman, Lin Xueluo!

Now that he thought about it, this little fellow was avenging his mother!

"Good boy, you\'re so filial!"

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand with the intention to pinch the little fellow\'s face, but was pushed away by the little fellow.

"I won\'t bully your mother! How about we get back together? "

Feng Xinglang extended his hand out in a friendly manner, "Are you pulling the hook or clapping your hands?"

Little friend Linnuo was startled, she turned back to look at Mommy Xueluo, then angrily said: "I don\'t want to make peace with you! I have Mommy, and an foster father is enough! "

When the little fellow looked at Mommy, Feng Xinglang also looked at Lin Xueluo; Xueluo avoided his gaze. She knew what he wanted her to do.

Xueluo did not want his son Linnuo to hate his own biological father either!

However, there were some facts that could not be explained to the little fellow in a few words.

For example, the lack of fatherly love for five years!

Another example would be that Feng Xinglang was still unable to find the mother and son pair even after five years.

Or for example, while Feng Xinglang had doted on Feng Tuantuan for five years, his own flesh and blood had always been floating outside.

Don\'t say you don\'t know! Don\'t say you didn\'t give him a chance!

From beginning to end, Xueluo and her son were the most innocent victims of the feud between Feng Brothers and her.

Therefore, Xueluo avoided Feng Xinglang\'s gaze!

From Xueluo\'s point of view, fatherly love was not forced out, but was truly revealed. He wanted his son, Linnuo, to truly feel it!

"Alright, everyone is tired …" Nanny An, how\'s the dinner preparation going? Can we set the table now? "

Feng Lixin said with the tone of a patriarch.

"Oh, dinner is almost ready, I\'ll set the table now. Old Mo, tidy up the living room. "

Seeing that the Butler Mo had started to clean the messy living room, Xueluo instinctively wanted to help out. However, after thinking about her awkward position, she gave up in the end. Maybe Lan Youyou was the mistress of the Feng Family! Then what about her, Lin Xueluo? The servants of the Feng Family?

"Mommy, why isn\'t your foster father here yet?"

The little guy waited left and right, but he couldn\'t wait until foster father Hetun brought Old Tweleve here to eliminate Feng Xinglang. He couldn\'t help but become anxious.

Xueluo was speechless. You can\'t tell your son that your foster father wants you to accompany him for a few days, can you?

How depressing, how depressing it would be for his son to be so dependent on the Hetun!

Thus, Xueluo changed his way of speaking.

"Your foster father is away for a long journey and won\'t be back for another three days! Taking advantage of these three days, Mummy wants to ask for Nuonuo\'s help … "

"Help what? "Mommy, hurry up and say that your son will definitely help Mommy finish it."

Xueluo kissed his son on the forehead, but he was so sad that he couldn\'t say a word for a while.

Whether they were in front of Feng Xinglang or the Hetun, both of them were unable to escape the fate of being bound and used.

"Nuonuo, let\'s talk after dinner, okay?" Xueluo didn\'t want to be sad in front of his son.

"Dinner? Where are we going for dinner? " the little guy asked.

"Let\'s have dinner here!"

Xueluo rubbed his nose, "At least Mommy is still a Feng Family! It\'s perfectly justified for the two of us to stay here for dinner! "

You want to eat dinner at Feng Family?

Little Linnuo was slightly startled.

Instinctively, he turned to look at his father Feng Xinglang, whose emotions were unclear. Then, he looked at the extremely unfriendly Lan Youyou …

"Mommy, let\'s go home and eat."

Subconsciously, the little guy felt that this dinner would not be a peaceful one.