Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 675

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Chapter 675: The pleasure of being pursued by Prince Charming

When Xueluo helped Mother Yan prepare breakfast, the father and son were still sound asleep.

The reason why Feng Xinglang slept soundly must have been because he had been evil for far too long last night. The reason why Xiao Family Powder slept soundly was probably because his little heart was satisfied. If there was a day he could have his own father and mother, then wouldn't he be so beautiful as to bubble over?!

The little fellow was like an adorable little koala, half curling up in Feng Xinglang's embrace; one of its little arms was wrapped around Feng Xinglang's neck and its little leg was resting leisurely on its father's waist …

His att.i.tude was too carefree and comfortable!

Looking at his son's smiling expression, Xueluo felt both gratified and sad at the same time.

It was obvious that this little fellow thirsted for fatherly love even more than she had imagined!

However, this fatherly love had been lost for five years!

Who could he blame?

To blame the uncles and aunts who forced him to marry into the Feng Family?

From their point of view, they could not bear to part with their niece and marry their own daughter to a disabled person who could not even take care of himself. Thinking back to Feng Lixin at that time, he was truly terrifying.

It was just that their uncle and aunt never thought that the real person they would marry would actually be Feng Family, Feng Xinglang!

A man with a healthy appearance but a handicapped heart!

He recalled how, during that period of time, he was humiliated, insulted, tested, and humiliated by this b.a.s.t.a.r.d man as his so-called 'brother-in-law' time and time again … Xueluo really wanted to bite off a piece of this man's fles.h.!.+

However, when she saw the man lying in a pool of blood, being killed by Hetun time and time again until blood flowed profusely, her heart ached so much that it hurt her to death!

He even wanted to replace the man to be tortured like that!

The reason behind all of this should be because of the Evil Hetun!

Xueluo should hate Hetun. But she couldn't hate him!

Hetun was also only a man trapped by emotions.

Wasn't all of this hurt because of his paranoid and sickly love for Feng Xinglang's mother?

In the past few days, Xueluo tried to call Xing s.h.i.+'er, but he found that he was always in a state where he could not get through. Pater Castle blocked the normal signals and could only use the satellite phone.

Xueluo also saw his son secretly making calls a few times. Other than calling his father Feng Xinglang, there were also some that should be calling Xing s.h.i.+'er and his foster father.

Towards the Hetun, the little guy was still filled with respect and love. Because the Hetun had truly and truly loved him.

The cruel Hetun had never hurt his son Linnuo, which was also the only blessing he had!

Perhaps it was the reflection of her mother's blood that was thicker than water after being begged by the spirit of heaven!

and then, thinking about how his son was called the foster father of the Hetun and was called the father of Feng Xinglang, while Feng Xinglang was called the father of the Hetun …

This relations.h.i.+p was so messy, Xueluo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry!

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After a beautiful breakfast, Feng Xinglang took on the responsibilities of a husband and a father: sending his wife to work, sending his son to school!

It was his ex-husband!

In Xueluo's cla.s.s, Feng Xinglang had completely let her play around as she pleased.

Since she insisted on being Cinderella, he could only cooperate with her.

Let her enjoy herself: the pleasure of being fiercely pursued by him, a prince on a white horse.

Besides, those uncles and aunties, apart from their love for gossip, were also quite loving.

How could a prince only drive a commercial car like this?

Feng Xinglang decided to send Xueluo to the Training Center first before following his own son to find a pumpkin carriage that could match his status as a prince.

However...

"Feng Xinglang, send Nuonuo to school first, then you can go to the hospital for treatment."

Xueluo said calmly.

Actually, she couldn't bear to see Feng Xinglang, who was severely injured, busy driving a car; it's just that she has a son sent to her by his father. On the way, he was both excited and excited, and really couldn't bear to see the little fellow being disappointed.

"Mommy, I'll send you to work first! Mom's money is more important to go to work to earn some milk powder, Nuonuo is not in a rush. "

The little guy said with incomparable concern.

"You can only go out with your b.a.s.t.a.r.d dad after sending Mommy to work, right?"

Xueluo immediately exposed his son's excessive 'concern'.

The little guy pouted, but didn't say anything. He looked towards his father Feng Xinglang, asking for help.

"Wife, um … I think it would be better to take you to work first. "

Feng Xinglang said leisurely after returning his son's gaze.

"Feng Xinglang, Number one, I am not your wife! At best, she was only his ex-wife! "Second, if anyone dares to flee and study, I will not let them be my son!"

These words were … It was a little serious. The little guy stuck out his tongue and didn't kiss Mommy. He knew that his mother, Xueluo, was serious this time.

"This ex-wife of hers is also a wife!"

Feng Xinglang softened her voice and said emotionally, "Since your son doesn't like going to school, aren't we going to force him? As parents, we can't kill the child's playful nature and force him to do things that are unpleasant and bad for his health and growth, right? "

"Then what do you think is beneficial for Nuonuo's healthy growth? Make him go crazy with you every day? Or should Hetun instigate and train those thoughts and actions of killing and hatred? "

Xueluo had purposely mentioned the Hetun.

Feng Xinglang's hand that held onto the steering wheel clearly stiffened for a moment.

"Teach your son, why are you talking about other things?"

"I feel that you are the same as Hetun, a megalomaniac who reigns supreme!"

Xueluo let out an angry roar, but also expressed his resentment in his heart, "If you continue to inflict some evil thoughts on Nuonuo, then I, your mother, will withdraw! Let your son be like you, Feng Xinglang: From a young age, you don't need the care and care of your mother! "

"Kiss your son and kiss your mother! Isn't it fine for your own son to obediently go to school? "

The little guy immediately threw itself into Xueluo's embrace, acting cute and cute, and started to play all kinds of tricks.

Seeing that his son had behaved himself, Xueluo started her painstaking advertising campaign for the kindergarten: Why are there so many toys in the school, and why are the children so cute …

However, to Linnuo, who was a child of the same age, those toys in the kindergarten were too childish, and to him, those children were nothing more than crying, sniffling, and emotional kids!

In order to please Mommy, the little guy had to pretend that he was still happy to go to kindergarten.

But the moment he turned around, his handsome face drooped down.

Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to stay in the training center to accompany Xueluo to work, but Xueluo insisted that he go to the hospital to do a further consolidation and infusion treatment.

Just as he left the Dance Training Center, Feng Xinglang received a call from Ye Xiaonian.

That Lan Youyou went to the Yulong City to find his daughter Feng Tuantuan last night …