Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 502

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Chapter 502: To marry your mother, we must be first come first served!

"Wife, stop hanging up. Listen to what I have to say …"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Xinglang's low and sincere voice came out. It was as if he had become a completely different person. His arrogance and arrogance were like heaven and earth.

"Hey, Feng, whose wife are you calling? Kiss Mommy is mine! I'll marry her when I grow up! You are not allowed to shout around! "

Linnuo's little friend heard that not only did Feng Xinglang's voice come out from the phone, but he also boldly called him 'wife'. The little guy was immediately unhappy.

It's his son Linnuo!

Feng Xinglang became excited. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, trying to stretch the phone as long as he could without making any noise.

"Kiss your son," Feng Xinglang imitated his son's, Linnuo's, voice.

"Who are you calling your son? Don't call me that! I am not your son! "

The little guy was extremely unhappy with Feng Xinglang's sudden intimate call. He did not buy it when he was so attentive to Feng Xinglang.

"Then what do you think I should call you?"

Feng Xinglang's calm and scheming mind was enough to throw his son, Linnuo, into the streets. Unknowingly, he followed the flow and extended his conversation with his son.

Even though it was only a conversation filled with the smell of gunpowder, Feng Xinglang's heart was still warm. It was a feeling of warmth and peace that he had never felt before.

The little fellow was startled for a moment. Then, without being polite, it cried out:

"No matter what you call me, I won't accept it! I am irreconcilable with you! "

This naughty little temper of his was exactly the same as his own when he was young. Feng Xinglang liked it from the bottom of his heart!

This was his real son! Feng Xinglang really wanted to walk over from his phone, hug the little thing and kiss it hard enough.

"I'm hanging up! You big b.a.s.t.a.r.d who bullied me and kissed my mother! I don't care about you! " The little fellow shouted mercilessly.

"Don't hang up! Our problem has not been discussed yet! "

Feng Xinglang kept his voice low, "You can't marry me and kiss my mother!"

"Why? If you say you can't, then you can't? Why should I listen to you? I must marry and kiss Mommy! "

As expected, the little guy fell for his trick, and started to argue with Big Rascal's father, Feng Xinglang, about the topic of 'Marry Mommy'.

This was exactly what Feng Xinglang wanted.

"We must be the first to arrive, right?"

Feng Xinglang intentionally dragged out the topic, "I've already checked with your mother on this! So now. She's my wife! My previous relations.h.i.+p with her was protected by the law! "

"What is a 'pa.s.s'? My mommy couldn't be your wife without my permission! "My mommy is mine, stop daydreaming!"

The little guy hung up the phone with a hint of anger. In order to prevent the b.a.s.t.a.r.d from bothering Mommy Xueluo again, the little guy first placed Feng Xinglang's phone onto the blacklist, and then closed the phone as well.

Xueluo heard the conversation between father and son very clearly.

Feng Xinglang was stunned. He then spoke a few more words to his son. Xueluo could tell that Feng Xinglang was purposely going around with the little fellow.

Maybe, Feng Xinglang did indeed love his own flesh and blood. He did indeed cherish his children.

But no matter how she listened to it, this was the tempo of someone not wanting her as long as he was his own son!

Not to mention how Feng Xinglang and the Hetun were continuing to cause a ruckus, just based on the fact that the Feng Family already had Lan Youyou, together with Feng Xinglang and her daughter Feng Tuantuan, she and her son Linnuo, she would never be able to return to the Feng Family.

Furthermore, Xueluo would never agree to Feng Xinglang taking his son back!

What would be the consequences of s.n.a.t.c.hing it back? Was Lan Youyou going to be her stepmother for her son?

Xueluo didn't even dare to think of such a scene! What kind of terror would that be!

When his son Linnuo was still in his stomach, he had already been persecuted to death! And once again, send her child to Lan Youyou's side? Xueluo would rather stay in the Pater Castle with his children for all eternity.

"Mommy, that b.a.s.t.a.r.d was scolded by me to leave!"

The little guy looked at Mommy's teary eyes again, "Did that b.a.s.t.a.r.d make Mommy cry?"

Xueluo shook his head, tightly hugging his son Linnuo, and silently cried. But he didn't want his son to see it.

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Feng Xinglang who was hung up by his own son was gloomy and silent.

"What, your humble sweet talk won't work?"

who was hugging a ball of sleep asked in a low voice.

Feng Xinglang's humble posture was forced out by Feng Lixin.

He said that Xueluo and her son had suffered so much and suffered so much. What they wanted the most was the gentleness that Feng Xinglang had soothed.

In other words, it was Feng Xinglang's sugar-coated artillery sh.e.l.l!

The first time Xueluo hung up his phone, the originally ruthless Feng Xinglang was once again suppressed by Feng Lixin.

Feng Lixin said: This kind and gentle posture will definitely work on the kind Xueluo!

However, it did not seem to be as effective as he had expected!

But it was not completely useless!

"At least you were scolded for a few minutes! This was progress! With Xueluo's kindness, she will definitely forgive you! "

Feng Lixin cheered Feng Xinglang.

Why did it say that Feng Xinglang was suddenly so lowly? It turned out that Feng Lixin, a good-natured military officer, was supervising them from the back.

But it seemed that Feng Xinglang couldn't wait any longer!

He immediately removed the needle from his arm and jumped up from the bed.

The dizziness of the concussion nearly knocked him off his feet.

"Xinglang, stop being stubborn, okay? Once he was fully recovered, he would go look for Hetun for someone! You've already waited five years, but you can't even wait a few days of hard work? "

Feng Lixin immediately placed the little cute girl who was sleeping soundly on the attendant at the side, and stepped forward to support Feng Xinglang who was swaying in the air.

But Feng Xinglang could not wait any longer!

He didn't even want to wait another second!

After going to the Feng Family to get something, he rushed over to the Jane Group's place.

Shallow Water Bay.

During dinner, Xueluo helped the chef set up a table.

Hetun sat heavily on his teacher's chair, habitually playing with the incomplete rosewood bracelet on his wrist.

This made Xueluo involuntarily think of Feng Xinglang's mother's remnants, that rosewood box.

The wooden box was still with Yuan Duoduo. But her mood was terrible, Xueluo did not want to disturb her anymore to look for the wooden box for her. Let's just let it go for now.

Actually, the wooden box wasn't that important. What was important was the incomplete portrait inside the box.

Xueluo was certain that the person on the painting was Hetun!

However... If Feng Xinglang's mother loved the Hetun, why did she derail Feng Yi Mountain?

Furthermore, Feng Yishan was a married man!

It was hard for outsiders to say anything about such feelings. Not all women could marry their beloved man as they wished.

The eighth brother suddenly walked in.

"Foster father, Feng Xinglang is here! And two cops. Should I send them away? "