Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 873

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Chapter 873 - Competing for Favorability

In a person's life, there will always be too many thoughts, reluctance and true love.

Feng Tuantuan snuggled into the embrace of Uncle Feng Xinglang, and felt an extremely precious sense of safety and warmth.

The two or three months of imprisonment and fear had really cast a shadow over the heart of the cute four-year-old.

Adding on the mother Lan Youyou who went berserk from time to time, Little Cute was like a frightened bird.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, Linnuo's little friend, who had just walked out of the car, stared fixedly at Feng Tuantuan who was nestled in his father's embrace.

"Thank you Big Brother Nuonuo." The cute girl answered sweetly.

"But you can't keep annoying my dad, do you know?"

"I know." "No crying."

"Un, that's more like it!"

Linnuo was very satisfied with his little brother's status and att.i.tude.

The little fellow turned around and got off the car, but then turned and walked over and glanced at his father who was hugging Feng Tuantuan.

"Feng Xinglang, you must also remember to think about your own son."

Looking at his own son's pitiful looking appearance, Feng Xinglang was overjoyed. He reached out his long arm to pull the little thing into his embrace and gave his son a resounding kiss on the forehead.

"Your father will always be your father! He would always love his own son. "Don't be jealous."

"How am I jealous?" I'm not going to be jealous of a crying child! "

The little fellow snorted arrogantly. That arrogant appearance of his was truly pleasing to the eyes.

Feng Xinglang kissed his son again, "Father will bring Little Sis along to pick you up after school in the afternoon."

"Alright then. Don't be late! Being late means not loving your own son's performance! "

Feng Xinglang liked girls as much as his son, "Be good … Father will remember it! "

"See you all."

"Goodbye big brother Nuonuo."

Watching as Big Brother Linnuo entered the kindergarten, the cutie turned around and asked anxiously, "Uncle, can we go find Mommy now?"

Feng Xinglang gently caressed Feng Tuantuan's small face, her eyes filled with pain.

"Uncle has already sent someone to find your mother. We will patiently wait for mom and dad to come home together with Uncle, alright? "

"But …"

The cute started crying again, "But I feel that Uncle is the strongest, only Uncle can find a bunch of mommy."

In the little girl's eyes, Uncle Feng Xinglang was an omnipotent G.o.d.

With him here, anything could be solved.

But Feng Xinglang was silent.

The hand that caressed the cute little girl's cheek paused: at the bottom of the tiny earlobe, there was an inconspicuous scar; though it had been treated, the flesh was still darker than the skin around it.

"b.a.l.l.s, these scars …" "Where did it come from?"

Actually, Feng Xinglang knew about it. He knew that the scar at the bottom of the little guy's earlobe had been accidentally smashed by her mother, Lan Youyou.

He touched his earlobe with his small hand, touched the scar, and murmured, "It was a bunch of carelessness that fell down."

The little cutie lied. Lying for your mommy.

"Why don't you tell Uncle the truth? It was your mommy who broke the scar, right? "

Feng Xinglang's face became a little cold.

"... Uncle is sorry. Mommy is sick again. She was careless. "

The cute girl spoke timidly, tears rolling down her face.

Feng Xinglang could not bear to reprimand her anymore, she just hugged the little thing even more tightly.

"Bundle, have you ever thought that one day, your sick mommy will leave this world forever, leave you?"

"Don't let Mommy leave …"

The little cutie wailed.

"Bundle, you should have a better life. All of this was the Uncle's fault … But Uncle never regrets that her design has brought you into this world. "

Feng Xinglang kissed her cute little cheeks, "Uncle had always felt that even if it was a mistake, it was also a beautiful mistake! During the most difficult time, I have given everyone hope and happiness! "

She really couldn't understand the meaning behind Uncle's profound words.

"Uncle doesn't want to help me find Mommy anymore?"

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears.

"Uncle has already sent people to look for your mother … And there was already news! "The group has to wait obediently, do you understand?"

In fact, sometimes being perfunctory was even more cruel than being merciless and refused.

The cute blinked with tears in her eyes and nodded helplessly.

Feng Xinglang foresaw that Lan Youyou would not be obedient. On the day that Lan Youyou escaped the villa, he had already prepared the 'accident' that he would encounter as he waited for her.

An 'accident' that was not too cruel, the father and daughter pair could still relatively accept.

It was just that he did not expect that Hetun would still interfere after such a long time had pa.s.sed. He directly s.n.a.t.c.hed Lan Youyou away from the villa.

If Lan Youyou fell into Hetun's hands, there probably wouldn't be any good outcome for him!

Feng Xinglang only wanted to minimize the damage to Feng Tuantuan!

The little guy was innocent. Moreover, it was even 'designed' by him, the Uncle, in this world!

Just arriving at GK VCs, Feng Xinglang received a call from his spy, saying that Hetun's private jet had already flown to Vancouver. There was no Hetun on the plane, there was only Xing Ba.

It seemed like the reason the Hetun's private jet flew to Vancouver was to escort Lan Youyou back to the Shen City.

Why not do it on the spot? Why did he need to bring back the Shen City?

In Feng Xinglang's opinion, there was no need for the Hetun to execute Lan Youyou here in the Shen City.

What was he trying to achieve?

Everything was so complicated, was the Hetun trying to show how capable he was? Or was there something even stranger and more cruel?

Feng Xinglang rubbed his throbbing temples.

"Uncle, is there news of my mother?"

Feng Tuantuan stuck onto Feng Xinglang's chest, listening intently.

The little cutie didn't hear everything, but guessed it had something to do with her mother.

"Um... I heard that Big Scoundrel is bringing your mother back to Shen City. "It won't be long before I can see my mommy again."

"Can you really see Mommy? Uncle, you are so nice! "

The cute little girl once again wrapped herself around Feng Xinglang's neck, lying in his embrace.

It was a quiet, windy day.

Xueluo originally did not want to ask Hetun for any information about Lan Youyou, but he did not expect Hetun to actually take the initiative and call him.

"Xueluo, I didn't disturb your lessons, did I?"

The polite question from Hetun was almost making Xueluo uncomfortable. However, Hetun's following words were not very pleasant to hear.

"Isn't it good for you to accompany Ah Lang and Fifteen more at home? You're not young anymore, what are you going to study for?"

"Dad, it's almost time for cla.s.s. What can I do for you?"

Xueluo interrupted the teachings of the Hetun.

"Oh, Old Five and the rest have found Lan Youyou. I'll have Ol 'Eight pick him up and finish all the procedures. He'll be back in about three days. "

To pick him up? What do you mean? Could it be that Hetun wanted Lan Youyou to return to the Shen City?

Heavens! I really don't know what Hetun is thinking!

"Dad, you have the authority to decide everything."

After seeing the pitiful Feng Tuantuan in the morning, Xueluo felt extremely uneasy that entire day.

She did not want to partic.i.p.ate in anything related to Lan Youyou, she only wanted to be alone.

"I want Lan Youyou to apologize to fifteen in front of you!"

Hetun revealed his intention to escort Lan Youyou back to Shen City.

"Dad, there's no need! I really don't need it! "

Xueluo was getting anxious.

For Lan Youyou to apologize to them in front of everyone? Was it necessary?

It made the mother and son become the executioners for Lan Youyou!

"Ol 'Seven did so many things to hurt you and your mother, so it's only right for him to apologize in front of everyone!"

"But I don't want to see her! I really don't want to! "

Xueluo rejected Hetun's' good intentions'. She really didn't want to face that vicious woman again.

"What's wrong? Didn't you want Lan Youyou to return the favor and give you the rights? "

"No need!"

Xueluo sighed lightly, "Father, you decide for yourself, I'm hanging up."

Xueluo who had hung up the phone was completely dumbstruck, and did not move at all.

He predicted that his husband Feng Xinglang would probably be stuck with the crying Feng Tuantuan for the whole day, so he didn't want his son to feel like being ignored. After the second lesson, he rushed to his son's kindergarten.

Amongst the crowd, Xueluo saw his husband Feng Xinglang's tall and straight figure with a single glance. with Feng Tuantuan in his arms, probably waiting for his son Linnuo to finish school.

At that moment, Xueluo suddenly had an illusion: Feng Tuantuan and Feng Xinglang were a pair of father and daughter who had deep feelings for each other!

It could be seen that her husband, Feng Xinglang, doted on Feng Tuantuan. Presumably, Feng Tuantuan had not once left his arms throughout the entire day.

Maybe Xueluo knew that her husband, Feng Xinglang, doted on Feng Tuantuan only because he was her big brother's, Feng Lixin's daughter.

But Xueluo could not help but think: Was it also because the group of mommies was Lan Youyou?!

The daughter of someone who had just fallen in love, so she was especially pampered?!

"Big Brother Nuonuo..."

When she saw Linnuo walking into the safe island in a queue, she immediately struggled out of Feng Xinglang's embrace and went forward to pull his small hands.

"Did you cry today?"

Seeing Feng Tuantuan waiting for him, Linnuo's little friend was still quite happy.

"Just cried for a little while. And then I stopped crying! "

The little cutie was honest and open-minded.

"Hmm, your performance was not bad!"

The little friend Linnuo held onto the small hands of her little sister like a big brother and walked to the side of his father, Feng Xinglang.

"You think you'll forget your own son?"

"How could that be? You are the flesh and blood that fell from your father's body! "

Feng Xinglang bent over, wanting to support his son and niece with one hand, but because the gunshot wound on his left arm had not healed yet, he let out a painful groan.

"Let me carry him!"

Xueluo squeezed his way through the crowd and carried his son Linnuo in his arms.

He didn't want to appear again. It was probably because he was too cheap to bear a man's pain.

"Wife, hold the ball. Gently. "

Feng Xinglang made a seemingly considerate but also sharp suggestion.