Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 1718

Chapter 1718 - Making a living out of love … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

As though he wished to see his own grandson, Hetun's heart was filled with joy.

"This little thing is the same as when it was fifteen years old! So strong and wrinkled. "

"Foster father, it is your memory that isn't good, right? When I was a kid, I had. Is it really that ugly? "

Linnuo's little friend said disapprovingly.

"Hahaha …"

Hetun laughed heartily. "When it grows up, you will be handsome! "When you were young, you looked so much like Su He."

"Su He?" Who was Su He? Is that the wax statue that was locked up in that small dark room? "

It was only later that the little fellow found out about the truth. "I heard that she was my grandmother …"

"Mn, Su He is your own grandmother!" "He's also your father's mother."

Sad thinking about it, Hetun once again hugged her grandson Fifteen and lightly rubbed the little guy's forehead. "If Su He knew that me and her son have gotten another son, how happy would she be!"

"Then why did my grandma die?" the little guy pursued.

"She …"

Hetun seemed to be choked with sobs, "It's all my father's fault, my father let her down, my own child, also let you down."

Seeing that his foster father was sad, the little fellow didn't ask any further questions and only tilted its mouth.

"You're still apologizing to my mother!"

It was purely because he couldn't help but mention this matter, and he even had the intention of helping Mommy redress her grievances. "Foster father, you were really too evil before. I love locking up my Mommy's little dark room!"

"It's all my father's fault..." Hetun sighed again.

"Never mind, if you can change it well in the future, you're still a good foster father."

The little fellow kissed Hetun's somewhat aged and melancholy face, "My kind mother will forgive you!"

"Oh right, Ah Lang, if you're worried that Xueluo won't be able to accept this child, then let me bring you back to raise you! My place is well-prepared. I won't mistreat your son or my grandson. "

This was one of the main reasons Hetun came to the hospital.

"..." What and what?

"You want me to let you bring it back for you to raise? Hetun, did you take the wrong medicine? "

To Feng Xinglang, this was completely a fantasy story. How could his son be brought back to be raised? Tell a joke!

"Ah Lang, I know you can't bear to part from me … But I am the child's biological grandfather, so how can you not be worried when I raise a second child? "

Hetun took the words of his daughter-in-law's anger seriously.

"... Scram! Immediately, immediately! "

Feng Xinglang was too lazy to say anymore to Hetun. You still want to raise his son? His, Hetun's, Spring and Autumn Dream!

"Nuonuo... Is your grandfather here? "

Vaguely, Xueluo who was resting heard Hetun's voice coming from outside. And his husband's' f * ck off ', was exceptionally clear.

The argument between father and son was interrupted by Xueluo.

"Shh!" Linnuo's little friend shushed them and made a gesture, "You two stop arguing, my mommy was woken up by you guys! Don't make my mommy angry and sad! Otherwise, neither of you will be forgiven! "

To Linnuo, little friend and mother, whether it was Feng Xinglang or the Hetun, both of them had suffered injuries before. The two of them owed Xueluo and her son way too much.

"Alright, alright, alright. We won't argue, we won't argue." Hetun immediately replied with a low voice.

"Mommy, my foster father is here to see sister Mimi! But he's leaving soon. "

The little guy opened the door of the room inside a crack, "Mommy, you should get some rest. My foster father said that he won't come in and disturb you! "

He valued his sons more than his daughters!

Having given birth to a granddaughter, she refused to even enter to see her daughter-in-law!

However, your son likes his daughter.

"Then Nuonuo, on behalf of Mommy, thank your foster father for visiting Little Sister Mi."

But polite words still had to be said.

"Yes, my son will say so. Mommy, you take a good rest. "Motherf * cker!"

After acting cute, the little guy firmly closed the door to the inner room, just in case Mommy heard her father and foster father arguing and becoming anxious.

Even though he already knew that the Hetun was his biological grandfather, the little guy was still used to calling him godfather. It was as if he felt something more.

Of course, this was also to prevent them from losing seniority in front of Xing Shi'er and the others.

Feng Xinglang could only allow the little thing to take its course. Although they didn't know the answer to this messy relationship, everyone was extremely clear about it.

"Father, why don't you go back first?" When my mommy replaces out that her own son is angry with her and is throwing a tantrum with my biological father, come back and pick up my little brother Buggy. "

Why did the words of his own son sound so seeping?

A temper tantrum? Was it that serious? Even if it was her son, he was still born in October due to her, Lin Xueluo!

"Alright, alright, then foster father will go back and wait." Call your foster father as soon as you hear anything. Your godfather is here to pick up your brother and you at any time. "Don't let your dad and your mommy get into an argument!"

Hetun left first, filled with hope. He was used to giving orders, so he always felt good about himself.

"Feng Linnuo, you were the one that told Hetun: If your mother gave birth to a son, would she be sent to him for nurturing?"

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and asked his eldest son who was acting on his own.

"But that's what Mommy said …"

Feeling his father's reprimand, the little guy's face became downcast.

In order to prevent his father from getting angry, the little guy cleverly reminded him, "Dad, lower your voice. Your son is sleeping."

"Feng Linnuo, you really can't tell: that was just your mommy's words?! Do you think your mother would be willing to send her own child to someone else to raise after painstakingly giving birth to your brother? "

"It's not like my foster father is anyone else … He's also the biological grandfather of Buggy's little brother. " The little guy grumbled.

"It's none of your business. You should go to school in the afternoon!"

"It's already Saturday tomorrow. This afternoon, it's all activity class … Your son wants to take care of Mommy too! "

"We have to go to the activity class too! There's nothing to discuss! " Feng Xinglang's words were a bit more severe.

The little guy pursed his lips, and snorted with a little displeasure: "I just had a new son, and you're accusing me of being your old son …" Father, you are really going too far! "

"Don't enlarge the feeling of your own existence! Your father is going too far, or you are going too far yourself.

Feng Xinglang really wanted to use his father's dignity to suppress his older son, who was becoming more and more spoiled. But in less than three minutes, Feng Xinglang, who was pretending to be cold with his older son, hugged his older son, who was trying his best to act cute, and kissed him.

It was also because of Feng Xinglang's tragic childhood, that he especially doted on his own son.

When Yan Bang came in, Feng Xinglang was holding his eldest son, teasing his youngest son, who was unwilling to even open his eyes half an eye.

"Yo, what are you hugging so much for? Are you enjoying being a dad?!"

Yan Bang had come to deliver food to Feng Xinglang and his son. He clearly knew that Feng Family's servants would send him off.

"Why are you here again?" Feng Xinglang slanted his eyes at Yan Bang, "Only then did you kick Bai Mo's family out."

"Came to see my sister-in-law? Can't you see that my godson is fine?"

Yan Bang's gaze shifted from Feng Xinglang's handsome face that despised him to Second Young Master Feng, who was in the crib.

"You little rascal … It seems that Kid Nuo isn't as similar to you as she is! "

"Like I said, little brother Buggy is not as handsome as my dad and I!" Linnuo's little friend immediately became happy.

"Brother Cong Cong?"

Yan Bang frowned slightly, and asked urgently: "Which cluster? Is it Cong Gang's group? "

"Hm!" The big caterpillar died. My father wanted to remember the big caterpillar, so he called me a bug! It was just an insect! They are also the insects of the giant caterpillar! "

Linnuo's little friend's explanation made Yan Bang tense up. The scarred face became ferocious.

Feng Xinglang originally wanted to stop his son from explaining anything. But it seemed to be half a beat slower. By the time he realized what was happening, Lil Thing had already said everything that it shouldn't have.

"Feng Xinglang, your feelings towards Cong Gang … It was really deep! You let your son have his last name in memory of him? Or with his name? Hehe... I really didn't expect you to … "

"Enough!"

Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, and stopped Yan Bang from speaking any further. Shut your mouth for laozi! "

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

Yan Bang sneered, "Is this Cong Gang really that important? You, Feng Xinglang, are actually willing to part with your own son and his name? "

Sensing that Yan Bang had lost control of his emotions, Feng Xinglang hurriedly stood up and dragged the sneering Yan Bang out of the room.

"I told you to shut up, are you f * cking deaf?!" Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.

"Are you trying to f * * king explain to laozi that to Cong Gang … Have you really fallen in love with her?! "

Yan Bang was like an uncontrollable wild beast, the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Is there something f * * king wrong with you!?"

Feng Xinglang dragged the Yan Bang who had lost control and locked him in an empty ward.

"How can I not be sick? You look so disgusted in front of me! He kept saying that he was a pervert who could cure illnesses! I can endure it, I can accept it! But Cong Gang? What sort of feelings do you have for him?! "

The irritable Yan Bang glared angrily, as if he wanted to eat Feng Xinglang alive.

At that time, Feng Xinglang really wanted to punch Yan Bang until he became a GameOver! But he really didn't want to disturb the rest of his wife and children.

Seeing Yan Bang, who was about to lose control and collapse, Feng Xinglang calmed down.

"Yan Bang, I have the same feelings for you, Cong Gang and Bai Mo! If anything happens to any of you, I won't let you down. "

Feng Xinglang slightly changed his breathing, "For example: I was nosy enough to create a Yan Wuyang for you … Why do you think I am? And what? Perhaps you don't really care about this son of yours, but that is the continuation of your life, Yan Bang. "

"You are preparing me to die …" Right? "

Yan Bang asked absentmindedly.

"Lang, you can reject me. I can endure it, but I also respect you! But you can't have feelings for other men! "

The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth twitched, "Yan Bang, you said such stupid thing … I don't blame you! But don't you blaspheme me! And don't blaspheme Cong Gang! "

Before Feng Xinglang could finish speaking, his lips were fiercely sealed by Yan Bang …