Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

While he was mulling over whether or not he should speak with Xing Shi\'er, Xing Shi\'er had already dashed into the darkness behind him.

Xing Shi\'er had always come and left without a trace, his preferences drifting erratically.

But Xueluo could see everything clearly: that person was Xing Shi\'er.

Having lived together under the same roof for five years, she was somewhat familiar with Xing Shi\'er\'s habits.

Seeing Xueluo staring at his back, Feng Xinglang immediately turned to look. Other than the silence, there was only darkness.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"... Nuonuo was alone in the car. Don\'t let him wait too long. "

Xueluo had concealed Xing Shi\'er\'s arrival. At the same time, he pushed Feng Xinglang away and quickly walked towards the eye-catching Bentley.

Xueluo could not figure out why Xing Shi\'er suddenly appeared. However, his intuition told him that it must be related to Feng Xinglang and his son.

Xueluo knew that Xing Shi\'er would not harm his son Linnuo, but Xueluo did not want Xing Shi\'er to take Nuonuo away either.

"Nuonuo?" Xueluo called out anxiously.

In the car with its lights on, the little guy was playing with a small board.

"Finished kissing?"

The little guy threw away his tablet, and threw himself forward to hug Xueluo. "Mommy, don\'t be so easily kissed by that bastard Feng Xinglang!"

Xueluo was not in the mood to be embarrassed, she held onto the little fellow tightly, and subconsciously looked around.

Logically speaking, Xing Shi\'er should be able to see Linnuo playing alone in the carriage. However, he did not take the opportunity to take the little fellow away …

Xueluo was quite grateful.

Thinking about it from a different angle: Xing Shi\'er should have appeared to find her.

"My son, your father and mother must have kissed, it\'s really not easy … "Looking forward to it, waiting to be fed, burning with thirst …"

Towards his son who was always disrespectful, Feng Xinglang would lower himself to all sorts of ways, pretending to be pitiful and sympathizing with him.

", come on, after saying all that, you just want to play hooligan to my mother!"

The little guy hit the nail on the head.

"Alright, it\'s getting late. You two, father and son, should hurry back to sleep." Nuonuo still has to go to school tomorrow. "

Xueluo urged the father and son who could not stand hearing him to leave.

Furthermore, Xing Shi\'er, the spectator, was hidden in a corner, causing Xueluo to feel uncomfortable.

"Mommy, can you sleep without your own son in your arms?"

Here it comes again! Ever since the little guy followed his father Feng Xinglang, it had become more and more cute and obedient. More and more like a child.

"Don\'t worry, Mommy will definitely fall asleep!"

Xueluo\'s words of \'coldness\' caused the little fellow to feel a little bit disappointed.

"My dear son would not be able to sleep if he wasn\'t carried by his mother!"

The little guy wrapped itself around Xueluo\'s neck, unwilling to let go, "How about we all sleep at Big Duo\'s house?"

"No!" Your Aunt Duoduo is not feeling well, and can\'t stand up to you father and son. "

Xueluo rejected him immediately. Leaving the father and son duo behind would only make Yuan Duoduo even more embarrassed. Not to mention a good rest.

After some stalling, Xueluo finally managed to chase down the father and son pair who had sent her upstairs. It wasn\'t until she saw Bentley safely driving away from the living room\'s window, glanced at Yuan Duoduo who was still peacefully sleeping, and then went to open the door.

Just as expected, in the corridor, Xueluo saw Xing Shi\'er waiting for her.

"Old Tweleve? You, why are you here? " Xueluo asked in surprise.

Actually, Xueluo could still foresee the reason why Xing Shi\'er had come to the Shen City once again.

"My foster father is here as well … He still lives in the Shallow Water Bay. "

Xing Shi\'er\'s voice contained an indescribable sense of punishment. With a hint of frustration.

"Ah?" Your foster father came to the Shen City too? "

The expected shock. Xueluo had also realized that it would not be so easy for the wind to blow and the clouds to scatter between the Hetun and Feng Xinglang. There was always something connected that kept going.

However, it was all because of hatred! And it was a hatred that blinded his eyes!

And now …

"Yes." Father, he … "A lot older." Xing Shi\'er\'s voice was a little hoarse.

Xueluo was silent.

Such a drastic change from bone-deep hatred to kinship …. Even Xueluo did not know how to describe and evaluate the damage and injury suffered by this period of time! The blood of loved ones!

To be honest, Xueluo was not only afraid of the Hetun, he was also afraid of him. Before, for her son Linnuo, she had always endured the humiliation and lived under the shadow of the Hetun. Sometimes, she would also feel grateful to the Hetun.

After all, the Hetun had provided food and clothing for her and her son for five years. Furthermore, it was better to be pampered by this little fellow.

It was probably the only remaining humanity in the Hetun.

"Do you know the purpose of your foster father coming to Shen City?"

Xueluo was still a little uneasy as he asked. Because she was really too afraid of Hetun\'s ruthless style.

"Foster father thinks of fifteen. During this past month, his foster father had become much more haggard … "It\'s almost about to collapse."

Xing Shi\'er\'s words were filled with filial piety towards the Hetun. It was no wonder that the Hetun trusted him so much and liked him so much.

Xueluo was silent once again.

He felt mixed emotions in his heart: His Hetun was haggard, and had broken down … … But had he never thought that Feng Xinglang would almost die two times at the hands of his Hetun? Every move of his was riddled with wounds, his life hanging by a thread!

When he thought about how difficult it was to walk together with Feng Xinglang, and how it was all thanks to the Hetun, Xueluo couldn\'t help but cry.

"Weren\'t you able to take fifteen just now?" Xueluo said indifferently.

"Father said that without your permission, he would not take fifteen more. Maybe he will just take a peek from the shadows. "

Xing Shi\'er was not someone who knew how to stir up emotion. What he said was the truth.

Xueluo\'s kindness started to act up again. She really couldn\'t bear to have an old man sneakily glance at her grandson.

She hated him, but she also wished for nothing else … But there was no way to forgive it!

Xueluo\'s heart felt really bad.

"Then let your foster father think about it!"

After Xueluo threw these words of contempt at Xing Shi\'er, he left the pavilion without looking back.

But when Xueluo took out the key to open the anti-theft door, he suddenly stopped.

The innate kindness made Xueluo unable to reject an old man who only wanted to see his own grandson!

No matter how much Hetun harmed Feng Xinglang, coerced and restricted her, she had still paid a price for her son Linnuo\'s care and care. Though the motive was impure. But he could tell that he truly loved Nuonuo.

Xueluo returned back to the stairs.

Xing Shi\'er was still there. It seemed to have expected that Xueluo would return.

"Nuonuo still has to go to the kindergarten tomorrow. On the day after tomorrow, Saturday or Sunday, I will bring him to Shallow Water Bay to see your foster father … "

Alright, isn\'t he being heartless again?

Was this a retribution for evil?