Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1094

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What is right?

Feng Xinglang was already able to sort out the cause of the matter, as well as the process and details of the matter.

And from his son Nuonuo: It was Xing Ba who brought the little guy to Fang Yi Yan.

After settling down the little guy, Feng Xinglang called Xing Ba and confirmed the whole story.

However, he did not mention the matter of his son Nuonuo being beaten up to Xing Ba, nor did he reprimand Xing Ba for acting presumptuously to bring the little fellow to Fang Yi Yan.

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, his son's motive for wanting to be filial to his father was more than enough to offset the terrible outcome of the entire matter.

Besides, to have such a terrible ending, he had to be a prodigy himself.

"Daddy, why isn't Mommy back yet?"

Little's face had already turned a lot colder, she was no longer screaming in pain from the heat. She reached out her head towards the window, looking around at Mommy and Xueluo's figure.

"She beat you, her own son, so hard, and you still miss her?"

Feng Xinglang held the little guy's shoulders and kissed on the top of his head.

"Mommy beat up her own son. She must be very upset!"

The little guy sighed, "Father, let's go find her." It's not safe for a girl like her to run around outside. "

Feng Xinglang looked at his son's thoughtful little face quietly, and then smiled dotingly.

Avoiding the injured part of his body, Feng Xinglang hugged his son in his arms and kissed him. "Good son, I'll listen to you.

This was a complex psychology. Maybe Feng Xinglang was the same as his son, wanting to find his wife back;

After hearing that his son Nuonuo had been beaten up, and that he still retained the heartfelt love of his mother, Feng Xinglang was also moved in his heart.

If he had been like his son when he was young, and had shown more tolerance and care for his own mother, he wouldn't have …

"My son, what if your mother is still in the fire after we find her? What if she continues to hit your poor little stock?"

Feng Xinglang carried his son and asked while they walked down the stairs.

"If she wants to fight, then let her! Anyway, my biological son didn't do anything wrong! "

The little guy pursed his lips, "It was that white-haired old granny who was deceived by the surnamed Fang! He was too despicable! You're so ugly, and you still want to marry my mother?

"It's not wrong to kiss your son … They only spoke the truth! "

Feng Xinglang stuck his face close to his, "But my son's actions are very impulsive and risky. What if his own son was injured? How much pain would his father have in his heart! My son is still young, the only thing he can do is to protect himself well! "

"The b.a.s.t.a.r.d's biological father loves his son the most."

The little guy seemed to be a little wronged as it crawled inside Feng Xinglang's armpit, listless and exhausted.

Butler Mo chased him all the way to the orphanage.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, Xueluo would come to visit those children.

He seemed to be able to draw some kind of invisible, powerful spiritual energy from these children.

The children in the orphanage were roughly divided into two living areas: in the area that Xueluo was in, the majority of the children were deaf, slightly r.e.t.a.r.ded, visually impaired, and lightly handicapped. Children with severe disabilities such as cerebral palsy live in other areas.

These children were unfortunate, but they were also fortunate.

When the Butler Mo approached, Xueluo was using her sign language to talk to a child who had hearing problems. The child was very happy. Her mouth made indistinct sounds of gibberish.

"Butler Mo, go back. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I just want to be alone. "

"Madam, although Nuonuo is quite vicious, he is a filial child. His father was locked up, and this little guy just wanted to help his father. As for Mother Fang … It should just be an accident. "

Butler Mo and Feng Xianyu kindly advised Xueluo.

Xueluo remained silent and slightly lowered her head, not replying.

"Madam, you beat him up too …" "It's time to calm down."

"Butler Mo, it's not that I'm angry. Rather, what this matter implied was that Nuonuo had always had a vile nature. "No matter what his motive was, his mother's death was directly caused by him!"

Xueluo had not finished speaking, but different voices came out.

"Lin Xueluo, don't make my son suffer so much!"

Feng Xinglang came to find his wife, but when he heard the accusation she placed on his son, he immediately got angry.

Seeing Feng Xinglang, Xueluo turned and walked inside; Feng Xinglang walked up and carried his on his shoulder.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Put me down! "

"You have to explain yourself before I let you down!"

Feng Xinglang carried her and under the gazes of everyone present, they walked towards the exit of the orphanage.

Xueluo's heart was filled with endless sorrow: I don't even have the right to escape!

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang, don't carry my mommy, she's going to be uncomfortable."

The little guy stuck his head out of the car and yelled, "b.a.s.t.a.r.d, don't you dare hurt my mommy!"

"Lin Xueluo, did you see that? Even if you beat Nuonuo up, he would still respect you as his most beloved mother!"

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice, "But you beat your own son to a b.l.o.o.d.y pulp for an outsider?"

"I'm going to call him, do whatever you want!"

Xueluo was too lazy to reply.

When she saw his son Linnuo painful as he got off the car with his small P shares, her eyes turned red.

"Lin Xueluo, the one who killed Fang Yiyan's mother, was him, Fang Yiyan!"

Feng Xinglang said coldly, his expression congealed, "And you, Lin Xueluo, as an accomplice as well!"

Xueluo looked at his husband Feng Xinglang's ferocious face, "But if your son doesn't go, Aunt Fang will not die!"

"Fang Yiyan's mother's death was the result of all your lies! My son just wanted to protect his mother and his home, and he stated a fact, what was wrong with that? "

"..." Xueluo was slightly startled.

"Are you punis.h.i.+ng Nuonuo for ripping apart Fang Yiyan's fake mask?" Feng Xinglang asked.

Xueluo was silent.

Feng Xinglang took out the other half of the photo, "This was found by Nuonuo in Fang Yi Yan's mother's bedroom. She had always kept it hidden! There's no need to guess. The other half that was torn off by our son must have been written by Fang Yi! "

"... I, I just want to make Aunt Fang's condition better. " Xueluo trembled slightly.

"And then? You're just continuing to lie to me? "

Feng Xinglang asked coldly: "Lin Xueluo, do you think that making your son cooperate with you and Fang Yi Yan's lies is the right thing to do?"