Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

Two days later, Hetun's private jet arrived at Shen City.

Linnuo's little friend was always in Hetun's arms. It was as if he wanted to show off to his father and mother: It's fine if you don't love me, but I still have a foster father who loves me the most!

During the ten-odd hours of travel, Hetun had a smiling and resolute face the entire time. It seemed that her mood was not affected by the Little Black room being locked up two days ago.

From time to time, he would glance at his son, Xing Lang, while they were intimate.

Feng Xinglang kept quiet throughout the journey. He was thinking about some things, and some things too.

For example, this luxurious private jet didn't just show the wealth and grandeur of Hetun, it also showed his illustrious identity and status. Even if he had the intention to set up a private plane, he wouldn't be able to fly out of the country as he pleased.

Since the possibility of his son paying attention to him was not high, Hetun started to chat with Lin Xueluo, the daughter-in-law that was easy to talk to.

"Xueluo, fifteen is almost seven, you and Ah Lang should hurry up and add a little brother or sister to Fifteen. Just fifteen, no one will be able to spoil him! "

"..." It was another difficult topic to talk about.

Xueluo, who was currently reading, felt embarrassed, and her cheeks blushed a little: Your own son is obviously here, why did you have to tell her?

Xueluo looked at Feng Xinglang; Feng Xinglang had always been looking out of the porthole at the faintly discernable clouds.

"With that narrow-minded grandson of yours, even if he were to be pampered by tens of thousands, it would still not be enough for him! If he added a younger brother or a younger sister to please him … Isn't he going to cause a ruckus? "

Seeing that the man did not say anything, Xueluo could only bite the bullet and answer the Hetun.

"Fifteen, is that what you think?"

Hetun raised the little fellow who was sitting on his legs up a little and patiently urged: "Add a little brother or sister to play with you, it's such a good thing!"

Selfish and exclusive pettiness, the little guy did have it! But...

"How can I be so petty?" As long as it's Mommy's brother and sister, I will like them all! "

The little guy pouted with arrogance. "My bastard father and Mommy have slept together with each other for so many times, yet you've never seen Mommy pregnant with a baby? If you can't give birth to them yourselves, why are you blaming me?! "

For the most basic: Daddy and Mommy sleep together before you have a baby, this is common sense for the little guy.

However, the little guy's words made Feng Xinglang and Xueluo's faces hurt.

"Haha, it seems like we were wrong fifteen!"

The Hetun took the opportunity to praise them, "Fifteen pairs of future siblings are still very welcome, right?"

"Of course! The little brother and sister that my mother gave birth to are my, Feng Linnuo's, closest and dearest little brothers and sisters.

The little guy magnanimously said. Then he gave a provocative snort, "It's just that... It would be a pity if my dear father and my mother didn't come out! "

"Son, with these words of yours, dad will definitely give his all to satisfy your desires of your little brother and sister!"

Feng Xinglang had been listening to them the entire time. It was only when the little thing's words were too harsh on him that he responded in a melodious voice.

"But someone better not cry or be petty and say that Mommy doesn't love you anymore."

This rebel army … They were both father and son. A wise son cannot be a father.

"No way! No matter how many brothers and sisters Mommy has, she will still love me, her biological son! "

The little guy snorted from his nose, "When the time comes, you Feng Xinglang will have to sleep on the sofa, on the floor, and in the study room!" "Hahahaha..."

The bickering between his son and his grandson caused Hetun to laugh heartily.

It was as if he could hug another grandson or granddaughter tomorrow.

… ….

Knowing that Uncle's family was about to return, Feng Tuantuan waited at the villa's entrance.

Only until around four in the afternoon did they manage to get the Uncle's family back.

"Uncle... Uncle... "

Just as the MPV headed towards the villa, Feng Tuantuan ran towards it with her short legs.

"Tuan Tuan, stay away from the door. Be careful of your hands …"

Feng Lixin's reminder from behind did not have any effect, and he directly went forward to carry his daughter out of the car door.

Carrying the fatigue from the journey, Feng Xinglang came out of the MPV with his tall and straight posture, and hugged his niece, Feng Tuantuan, into his arms.

"Uncle, I've missed you so much … "I really want to!"

The cute girl hugged Feng Xinglang's neck tightly and could not help but snort softly.

"Even the Uncle missed it a lot!"

Feng Xinglang rubbed his cute cheeks and muttered: "I really want to!"

"Xueluo, Nuonuo … "You've all come back."

Feng Lixin smiled as he came forward to welcome them, and hugged the robust Linnuo, "Balls look forward to your return everyday!"

"Big brother …"

Xueluo called out, but she did not say anything.

Looking at Feng Lixin's smiling face, could it be that he did not know the news of Lan Youyou's death?

"Big Brother Nuonuo..."

The cute girl sniffed with her nose and walked towards Linnuo, then softly recounted the sadness in her heart to him, "Big brother Nuonuo, the manna is dead, the manna is gone!"

"So what if he's dead!"

Linnuo scoffed disapprovingly, "Without that Great Witch Mummy, it would be even better!"

"But what do I do without Mommy?"

The cute tears rolled down her face.

"We can't do anything!"

The little guy couldn't bear to see Feng Tuantuan cry in such a sad manner, "How about I have you papa find me a gentle and kind stepmother for you!"

"No stepmother!" The stepmother is a bad person and knows how to eat children! "

This fairy tale had killed the children … Feng Tuantuan cried even more miserably.

"Who said that stepmother must be a bad person? Your beautiful and kind big sister Big Ranran is already not bad! Tender and loving, what a good stepmother! "

Feng Xinglang glanced at Mo Ranran who was standing behind Feng Lixin and praised unrestrainedly.

Feng Tuantuan sniffed first before turning her head to look at Xueluo …

"Uncle, mom, can I choose you as my mommy? If you love Big Brother Nuonuo that much, you will definitely love his as well. "

After a series of thoughts and struggles, Feng Tuantuan still felt that her loving aunt would be safer.

"Sure."

Unexpectedly, Xueluo readily agreed, "But what about that, my aunt will be my mommy for now, and after I find someone I like my mommy for, I will be my aunt again, okay?"

"Good!" Aunt is the best! "Love them the most!"

Xiao Kui hugged Xueluo who was crouching over, and affectionately kissed her cheeks again and again, "Uncle, mother, can I call you Mommy from now on?"

"Alright …"

"This is bad!"

Before Xueluo could finish her sentence, Linnuo was rejected back, "Slug worm, you aren't my mother's biological son, why do you call me Mommy!? My mommy is just my mommy, my mommy alone! "

"Big brother Nuonuo, you are so stingy!"

The little cutie pursed her lips and sobbed in sadness.

"Nuonuo, just let Little Sis call Mommy for a few days! It's not like I won't lose any of your flesh! "

Xueluo consoled her son as she hugged the crying Feng Tuantuan in her arms.

Actually, Xueluo didn't mind being Feng Tuantuan's mommy for a few days. Especially after Lan Youyou was no longer in this world.

"Then it can only be called three days!"

Facing the crying Feng Tuantuan, Linnuo still gave way.

Feng Tuantuan immediately nodded vigorously, "Thank you big brother Nuonuo."

Feng Lixin was not as weak as everyone thought.

He had always thought that Lan Youyou's death would cause him to be bedridden, but not only was he able to go out and welcome the return of her little brother Feng Xinglang's family, he even occasionally revealed a faint smile.

Xueluo wasn't sure if Feng Lixin was pretending to be strong, but the calmness Feng Lixin showed allowed him to feel more at ease. At least he didn't want to die.

"Old Mo, this is Lan Youyou's death certificate and cremation certificate. "You should go to the Public Security Bureau tomorrow to get rid of your account."

Feng Xinglang passed the archive in his shoulder bag to Butler Mo. Only if Lan Youyou's account was cancelled, would Feng Lixin be able to act as a widower and give himself back, and also marry a new woman back to the young Feng Tuantuan as his wife and stepmother.

"Oh, okay."

Butler Mo took it and heaved a long sigh.

"The aftermath of Lan Youyou … You listen to my brother. "Everything will be simple."

"Good Second Young Master!"

… ….

During dinner, Bai Mo rushed over to Feng Family. Probably heard that Feng Xinglang's family had returned.

Bai Mo came to look for Feng Xinglang. His face was solemn and cold.

"Bai Mo? Why are you here? Have you eaten? Let the Nanny An add a few dishes, so that we can have a drink together? "

Bai Mo was not the type of person who could hide. His joy, his anger, his sorrow, were all reflected in his white face.

"I'm not in a good mood like you!"

Bai Mo threw a cold glance at Feng Xinglang, and snorted discontentedly.

"Then go to the study and wait for me." I'll be fine in a moment. "

Seeing that Bai Mo was not friendly, Feng Xinglang did not continue chatting with him, as he was just asking for trouble.

"No need! After saying a few words, I'll leave! "

Bai Mo swallowed hard, "Feng Xinglang, are you free tomorrow?"

"I think so!"

Feng Xinglang swept his eyes across Bai Mo, "What, Prince Mo wants to date me to improve our brotherly relationship?"

"I chose a few tombs for Brother Bang … We'll go and have a look tomorrow. "

It was as if … It was only then that Feng Xinglang remembered, Yan Bang seemed to have been dead for a while!

Subconsciously, the moment he could not stand Yan Bang's death, it was as if he felt that he should still be alive; however, the cruel reality continued to destroy his weak premonition.

Because he clearly knew: that Yan Bang's injuries at that time, could not create a miracle!

In other words, the probability of Yan Bang dying was increasing bit by bit; his chance of survival was close to zero.

"Come to think of it, I have a few important board meetings tomorrow. I don't think I'll have time to accompany you to the cemetery. "

Feng Xinglang did not even bother to look at it, he just picked up a few pieces of meat and started stuffing them into his mouth.

His eyes turned red from choking!