Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 1197

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Was this little thing going to play hide and seek with everyone?

Or was he so angry that he wanted to hide himself?

If it was the latter, it would take some time.

When the little thing ran out in the morning, Xing Ba realized that it was not in a good mood. Now from the looks of it, the little fellow was indeed in a bad mood.

Feng Tuantuan had only just found him and her son Linnuo had lost him again … Xueluo was so anxious that she was about to go crazy!

If she had known about this earlier, she would definitely have stayed close to her son and wouldn't have stood on their feet last night!

With that narrow-minded son of his, he probably found out that he wasn't with him last night, but was sleeping with that bastard's father!

"Xueluo, don't be anxious. She must have hidden herself away and did not want us to replace him! "

Hetun consoled Xueluo while gesturing for him to go to the control room to check out all the surveillance in the Pater Castle.

Pater Castle said that it was big, but it wasn't big either.

Even the surrounding forest had over a thousand acres of land; however, the main fortress of Pater Castle only had a few dozen acres.

The surveillance showed that the little fellow did not run out of the Pater Castle.

Other than the gate, the little guy had no way to climb up to the city walls that were a few meters tall.

The Hetun used all of the foster son s and servants in the castle to search.

Roof, fountain, rockery, etc., all the nooks and crannies, as long as one could hide a cat, had been rummaged through. Even Su He's Spirit Hall, which was always viewed as a forbidden area by the Hetun, had been searched.

However, even after searching back and forth twice, they still could not replace the little fellow.

The little fellow seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Hetun had no choice but to expand the scope of the search and began to search the vicinity of Pater Castle.

Xueluo raised her head and looked at the sky outside Pater Castle; she suddenly thought of a place.

His son Linnuo must be there!

Xueluo immediately turned and rushed towards the basement.

There was a small dark room here.

The sunlight outside could not penetrate through. Even if it was a sunny day, the inside was completely dark.

After groping his way through the wet corridor that was about ten meters long, Xueluo stopped in his tracks at the end of the corridor. Even after a year, Xueluo still clearly remembered the location of the wall lamp's switch.

She fumbled with the wall lamp on and saw her son Linnuo sitting alone on the simple wooden bed in the little black room.

When Xueluo saw her son inside the iron fence, her tears immediately gushed out.

Who knows how many days or nights, they were just thrown into a small dark room like this by the Hetun.

"Nuonuo..."

Xueluo's voice was choked with sobs, she could not even speak, "Nuonuo, what happened to you? "How do you get here?"

Xueluo opened the cage like gate, quickly rushing in front of his son, tightly hugging the little guy in her arms.

The little guy did not utter a sound and only lowered his head.

As if he was still in a dilemma: How could his most beloved mother fall in love with that bastard Feng Xinglang?

Of course, the little guy loved his father, Feng Xinglang; but he could not accept that the person whom Mommy loved the most was not him, but instead the bastard's father!

"Nuonuo... I'm sorry. "I'm sorry..."

, who had come across such a tragic situation, tightly hugged his son's small body as he continuously muttered apologies.

"Mommy, when you were imprisoned here by your foster father, you loved your son the most … Isn't that right? "

The little guy suddenly asked.

Xueluo nodded with tears in her eyes, "Mommy has always loved her own son the most!"

"Mommy, you're lying! The person you love the most right now is that bastard Feng Xinglang! "

A six or seven year old little fellow stubbornly wanted to make a comparison between 'love in love' and 'love in kinship'.

"Nuonuo... It's not what you think! Mommy's love for you, that was. That was … The meticulous care, the dedication that does not ask for a return; Mommy's love for your father, that is... Love! "

Xueluo caressed his son's little face, "It's precisely because of the love I have for your father that Mommy gave birth to you, regardless of anything. You are the fruit of Mommy's love for her father!"

"That is to say, you loved your own father before loving your own son?"

The little guy still couldn't understand these two different kinds of love. He always felt that since it was love, there would definitely be a difference of 'love' and 'second love'.

"Yes!" You and daddy, Mommy loves them all! But Mommy can give up love in order to love you. "

Xueluo kissed her son's cheek, "But I won't give up my love for you just for love!"

"So Mommy still loves her son the most, right?"

The little fellow was determined to obtain an answer.

"Heh!" Brat, you're really hiding here? You really made it easy for us to replace you! " The one looking for the weak light in the corridor was Xing Ba; he was also the one who had just realized that he was in a bad mood, a place where he could hide himself and not be discovered.

"Smelly eighth brother, what are you doing here?" You're annoying! "

The little fellow who could not get an answer, angrily asked Xing Ba, who was filled with concern for him.

"Fifteen, you really have no conscience! Your eighth brother almost broke his legs trying to run for you! "

"Who asked you to replace him!?" Hurry up and get out of here! "

"What, you're going to spend the winter in this little dark room with your mommy!"

Seeing that the little fellow had already been found safely, Xing Ba's heart that was hanging in the air had also fallen back into his chest.

"None of your business!"

The little fellow let out a nasty snort.

"Even if you can stand the dark dampness, your favorite Mommy is a girl. She can't stand it."

Xing Ba knew that the thing the little guy cared the most about was his own mother.

Every time Hetun threw Xueluo into the little black room, the little guy would immediately become obedient and sensible.

"There might even be some unknown species of bugs … Bite your mother's delicate body. Just thinking about it is scary! "

"Smelly eighth brother, shut up!"

The little guy bellowed and stopped Xing Ba's threats.

"Mommy, if you stand up and stamp your feet, those annoying bugs won't bite you!"

Every time the two of them were locked up here, the mother and son would try to drive away some unknown insects that might attack them.

Xueluo's nose was once again filled with a sour smell. It was full of sad memories.

She did not know how they had survived those days.

What made Xueluo relieved was that the little guy was healthy and strong. None of that suffering was for nothing.

"Eighth brother …" I will have to trouble you to call Feng Xinglang here to comfort him. I can't help it. "

Xueluo suddenly opened her mouth. The reason why she asked Xing Ba to call her was because she really wanted Feng Xinglang to comfort and comfort her stubborn son Linnuo.

Secondly, he also wanted Feng Xinglang to experience this small black room.

His sad past could be wiped away with a single stroke.

For love!

But Xueluo wanted her husband to know how much damage a child who was a few years old would suffer if he was locked in this tiny black room!

In those dark days, they were the only ones who could depend on each other!