Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Go and ask Feng Xinglang to come to the small dark room set up for his wife and son by his father, the Hetun?

Xing Ba was startled and kept silent for a few seconds.

Since the little fellow was unwilling to come out, and Lin Xueluo had intentionally added fuel to the flames, Xing Ba felt that it was understandable for him to call Feng Xinglang over to observe and comfort him.

The most important thing right now was to coax Lin Xueluo and her mother out of this small dark room!

As for what foster father Hetun would think... Slightly apologizing can also improve the harmony of the family, right?

"Alright, I will go get Prince Xing. Be careful with Fifteen, and don't let the bugs bite you! "

Actually, at this moment, Xing Ba was somewhat familiar with Lin Xueluo's small-mindedness and her thoughts of calling him to observe this little black room. There was nothing bad about letting Feng Xinglang cherish and love them even more.

When Xing Ba found Feng Xinglang, he was currently with Hetun in the surveillance room, looking for the place where the little guy had disappeared.

Because there was Hetun here, so it was definitely not appropriate to call Feng Xinglang away like this.

Xing Ba nudged Feng Xinglang's shoulder with his arm, and used his gaze to glance outside the door; Feng Xinglang immediately understood, and silently followed beside Xing Ba. The two of them walked out of the control room one after the other.

"I've found fifteen."

"Where is he?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Follow me!"

When no one else was around, Xing Ba gave a light snort as if he was saying, "Prince Xing, this is all in the past now, you don't have to worry about it. A beautiful tomorrow is what your family will want!"

Feng Xinglang just glanced at the Xing Ba who was pretending to be deep inside, and asked coldly: "Where is Nuonuo? "Bring me there!"

Xing Ba raised his eyebrows and gestured with his hand.

At the end of the dark corridor, Feng Xinglang saw his wife and children inside the iron fence.

The mother and son duo just sat quietly on a makeshift bed, snuggling together in a slightly desolate manner.

The wall lamp's tragic light shone on Feng Xinglang's handsome face, infecting it with an endless chill.

He opened the gate and entered. He walked straight to Xueluo and his mother's side, reached out his arm and embraced them.

"Feng Xinglang, you want to steal my mommy again?"

The little guy angrily glared at the bastard who approached him and Mommy to kiss his father. He then pulled his father's arms around his and Mommy's shoulders to push them away.

"When Mommy was locked up in the dark room by my foster father, I was the only one there to accompany Mommy! You don't even know where it is! "

Perhaps the little guy was not reminiscing about how sad and desolate he had been when Mommy had been locked up in the dark room. Instead, he was unhappy that Mommy had treated her bastard father better than he had treated himself. He felt that this must be the result of Feng Xinglang trying to trick Mommy!

"It's not easy for foster father to shut up the dark room with me and Mommy now, but you want to snatch Mommy away from me … Feng Xinglang, you are truly evil! "

The little guy's reprimand caused Feng Xinglang's heart to ache with pain for a while.

His son's fight for his love was completely controlled by his emotions. Maybe coaxing the little guy would be fine.

However...

Feng Xinglang looked around him: the cold stone walls, in the midst of humidity, there was the smell of mildew that couldn't even be seen once every day.

A child of a few years old, a delicate woman, confined in such a dark and depressing and corrupt space.

Feng Xinglang felt as if he had turned dumb, and only tightened his arms around his wife and children!

"Feng Xinglang, you are not allowed to hold my mother … You are not allowed to hug me! "

The little guy who had gotten angry used his little fists and started to punch his father's, Feng Xinglang's, shoulders and cheeks.

Feng Xinglang did not move, he only let the little guy beat him up.

Feng Xinglang knew that no matter how much he repented, he could not make up for the five years of fatherly love his son Nuonuo had lost.

And her wife, Lin Xueluo … What she lacked was not only her five years of companionship, but also her duties and responsibilities as a husband.

"Nuonuo, don't be so barbaric! Feng Xinglang is your biological father, you can't be so disobedient! "

Xueluo suddenly raised her voice, and roared towards his son who was beating up his husband Feng Xinglang.

The little guy was stunned by Mommy's shout, sniffing with tears in his eyes, "Mommy, you don't love your own son anymore!" You only know how to love bastard Feng Xinglang! What's so good about this bastard Feng Xinglang? He only knows how to abandon his wife and son, and how to leave me and Mommy here imprisoned in a small black house by his foster father! "

"Your father did not abandon us! Mommy lied to your father. Deceiving him that you have been beaten off! Your father did not know about your existence for the past five years! "

What Xueluo didn't want to hear the most was her son's resentment toward her own father, Feng Xinglang.

"Nuonuo, your father loves you! Just like you love him! In the past, no one was wrong … "

Xueluo paused, crawling on the man's shoulder and crying without a sound.

Feng Xinglang remained silent the entire time. He did not open his mouth to comfort the weeping woman and his dissatisfied son.

If his wife and children could not feel his love, it could only be his failure as a husband and father!

Any reason or excuse, any speech cosmetics, are pale and weak.

"Fifteen, why did you hide here? Your parents and your foster father are about to go crazy from anger! "

Hetun rushed over, but saw that her son and her family of three were all waiting inside the iron fence.

When Hetun opened the iron fencing door, Feng Xinglang and his family of three were still sitting there, not moving at all.

"Why are you still inside? Damp and dark, careful not to catch a cold! "Come on out!"

But no matter how Hetun called, the three people inside were silent.

At this moment, the silence of his son's family made Hetun realize that this was a form of punishment!

A silent punishment!

Because in this small black room, he had once used it to lock Lin Xueluo and her son.

"Fifteen, quickly come out! It was all the fault of his foster father when he was unaware of it! In a while, foster father will send someone to tear down this small dark room, and won't need it anymore! "

Although the Hetun's apology wasn't deep enough, for him to personally admit it and correct it was already not easy.

"Nuonuo, your foster father is calling you! Get out of here! "

Xueluo was kind. Towards the Hetun, she had never thought of investigating any matter regarding her own elders.

"No!" I won't go out! "

The little fellow was a pure kind of person who acted good even after getting a bargain. Seeing that his foster father had finally admitted his wrongs, he became even more cocky.

"Fifteen, godfather has admitted his wrongs …. What else do you want? "

"Unless... Father, you will also be locked in that small dark room! "

The punishments of this little guy, inevitably had childishness on them: Only if he, Mommy or the little black room were locked up, the foster father Hetun or the little black room would be fair!

Fifteen, this is too much! Your foster father is your biological grandfather, and he's already very old … " Xing Ba immediately spoke out to protect the dignity of the Hetun. He really did not expect the little guy to be so stubborn and annoying.

"Good!" 'Close the little black room, close the little black room! ' Fifteen, then tell me, how many days do you think it will take for your foster father to be locked up? "

Being able to make peace by punishing himself, Hayden happily accepted his grandson's proposal.

"You are already so old … Then close … Just lock him up for two days! "

The little guy still favored the foster father Hetun. However, in order to vent some anger on his mother who had suffered a lot, the little guy still decided to punish the foster father Hetun who did something wrong.

"Alright!" Two days is two days! My foster father has promised you! "

The Hetun agreed readily, "Then you must all hurry up and come out so that your foster father can lock you up!"

"Mommy, let's go out!"

The little guy jumped off the bed and grabbed Mummy's hand as they walked towards the gate.

Feng Xinglang stayed inside, showing no signs of leaving.

"Ah Lang, you come out too! I'll go in for two days to vent my anger for my fifteen years! "

Hetun walked into the iron fences.

"Dad …" Xueluo called out anxiously, "Nuonuo is messing around with you."

"I will never be able to keep my word. Since I've promised fifteen years of age, I must keep my word!"

"Dad, don't do this! Nuonuo was just willful for a moment … "

Xueluo was benevolent. She knew that the Hetun loved face so much and was such a tyrant … In front of all the foster son, this was all too much!

"Xueluo, bring Nuonuo with you to the Shen City! All these mistakes were caused by me. Ah Lang is also a victim. If he did something that let you and your son down, it would be pure helplessness! Father hopes that you can forgive him, so bring Nuonuo with you and live a good life with him! "

After a slight pause, the Hetun laughed at herself again, "In these two days in the little dark room, I will not miss a single detail!"

This matter was getting out of hand...

"Nuonuo, how can you be so reckless? How old is your foster father, for you to actually close his little dark room? "

After coming out, Xueluo couldn't help but scold her wayward and ruthless son.

The little guy tightly pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He also seemed to feel that locking an old man like his foster father in a small dark room wasn't appropriate.

"Just lock him up for two days!" They won't die! " Feng Xinglang said indifferently.

"Xinglang, why did you allow Nuonuo to do so? No matter what, Hetun is still Nuonuo's biological grandfather, such an outrageous thing … "

"Enough, this is what the Hetun deserves! Not just for you and Nuonuo, but also for my brother, Yan Bang and the others. "

"..." Xueluo was stunned: Just because of a single sentence from her grandson, she locked her biological grandfather up like this?

"Xinglang, this kind of punishment … It's really not necessary! "

"It's necessary! at least it will let you vent your anger on Nuonuo! "

"Feng Xinglang, what I want from Nuonuo is not this kind of formalism, I want to live a good life with Nuonuo!"

Gazing at his wife who was still in anger, Feng Xinglang came over and kissed her on her trembling lips:

"Then let me start from formalism and slowly go deep into your heart!"

Xueluo didn't fully understand the man's words; however, she did understand the man's finger movements!

Whether it is formalism, can be willful to raise an eyebrow and exude a little, in fact, the heart of the evil little thought is quite satisfied!

Xueluo really wanted to see: Would the Hetun really lock him up for two days?