Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

I'll beat you up!

Xing Shiwu looked surprised at Xueluo who was waving at him, and then looked at Linnuo who was running, but in the end, he did not move a step forward.

Xueluo felt that the boy must have been frightened by his son's selfish and ruthless words and actions, so he took the initiative to walk forward and bow slightly as he sized Xing Shiwu up carefully.

The boy looked like a half-breed, but the half-breed wasn't too obvious. There was a mechanical expression on her fair face, but she seemed to be slightly flustered. Especially when Xueluo reached out and gently stroked his slightly wilted yellow hair. The little guy trembled a little.

Perhaps he had never been touched in such a gentle and loving way by a motherly woman.

"Child, how old are you?" Xueluo asked gently.

"I... "Nine years old." The little guy replied in a soft voice.

"He's already nine years old? You don't look like you're two years older than my Nuonuo. "

Xueluo held the boy's small hand and suddenly discovered: the boy's right index finger had also lost half of its original length.

Although it was wrapped in a glove, under Xueluo's gentle pinching, he could still feel that the upper half of the finger was missing.

"Child, your finger …" Xueluo's heart truly ached.

"A little injury, it's going to heal."

The little guy withdrew his right hand and hid it behind his back.

"Child, can you show your hand to auntie?"

Xueluo said in a slightly hoarse voice, her heart ached from being pulled.

"It's done..."

The little guy instinctively looked towards Hetun. He was sizing up Hetun's expression: "Do you think that he is too close to Little Brother Nuonuo's mother?"

"Auntie thanks for helping Little Brother Nuonuo."

Xueluo apologized for his son's previous actions, "I'm so sorry, little brother Nuonuo is still young now, and willful and selfish;

"This is what he should do. Xueluo, you don't have to mind it too much. "

Hetun continued. From his point of view, raising the Great foster son was something he could order around. Everything he did was a matter of course.

"Dad …"

It was only at this moment that Xueluo gently called out to Hetun, "Promise me that you will treat this child as fifteen times your love, is that okay?"

It was just a simple sentence of goodwill from Xueluo, but it had changed Xing Shiwu's life!

This request did not go overboard, and since Xueluo called him "Father", Hetun naturally had no reason to reject it.

"Xueluo, don't worry, I will treat this child well."

Xueluo revealed a warm smile, and used his hands to hug the boy's face, "Auntie hopes that you can come to my house to visit often! Look at your little brother Nuonuo, and your father. "

Xueluo heard some things from Nanny An about the fates of father and son between this child and her husband.

The boy looked at Xueluo with hope and nodded seriously. But he did not answer.

"Mommy, why are you touching that wild child?"

Little friend Feng Linnuo who poured water for foster father Hetun was not happy, "This fake is very dangerous! "He's always pestering my dad, he's so naughty that he wants to fight me for a favor!"

"Father, drink some water!"

After the little guy brought the cup of water over to Hetun, he quickly ran to and Ma Mi's side and pushed Xing Shiwu away from Ma Mi's hands.

"You have to figure it out: I am Feng Xinglang's son! You're just an impostor! Don't expect to please my mommy and take you in as a godson! Don't even think about it! "

Linnuo was still full of enmity towards Xing Shiwu. From his point of view, this fake Xing Shiwu wanted to destroy his position in his father's heart. He didn't even have the guts to try and win the favor of his own son.

Xueluo understood his son. Although her son was a little more vicious and selfish, she knew that his love for his father was deep within her heart.

He was even more afraid of losing them!

Therefore, Xueluo did not have the thought of taking Xing Shiwu in as his foster son. She would only give her mother's love to her two children.

In regards to Xing Shiwu, she only cared and cared for him more. This love was not the same as love.

"Enough, Nuonuo, don't be narrow-minded. This little brother doesn't even want to be your mommy's foster son! "

Xueluo looked at Xing Shiwu and said gently, "But Mommy really likes him a little!"

"Xueluo, how is your body? Sit down and rest. " Hetun interrupted Xueluo's conversation with the two children.

Xueluo turned around and slowly walked to the front of the sofa to sit down.

"I was okay, it's this child … Too delicate! "It's not as easy to raise as its brother."

"Xueluo, Ah Lang's injuries have already healed a little, don't be too anxious." The Hetun comforted her.

"How can I not be anxious?"

Xueluo sighed, "Not only am I anxious, I'm also tearing up from the pain! Xinglang is my husband, he has suffered so much, if I do not pity him, who else could I expect to love him?! "

"... It's all Daddy's fault! "

After a long while, Hetun apologized in a hoarse voice, "All of this happened because of me … Xueluo, I'm sorry. "

It was not easy for Hetun to realize his mistake and apologize for his actions.

This was also the reason why Xueluo said those words.

"Dad, don't blame yourself too much. I know that you also feel bad for Xinglang. Go back and recuperate. When Xinglang is discharged, we will go and see you. "

In short, Xueluo was too kind. She really couldn't blame a crippled old man.

Moreover, this old man was the biological father of his own husband.

"It's inconvenient for you. Daddy will come visit you often."

"Sure." Xueluo nodded slightly.

"Xueluo, it's not convenient for you to go to the hospital to see Xinglang, so give him a call."

"I know."

When Xueluo looked behind Xing Shi'er, the child was already gone. He must have left alone.

"The first time we met, I didn't prepare any gifts for that child."

"You don't need to prepare any gifts …" It's what he should do. "

"Dad, I hate hearing you say that!"

Xueluo complained, he turned and looked out the window, "Oh right, Twelfth, where's Eighth Brother? How come I didn't see him escorting your godfather? "

This question caused Xing Shi'er to feel a wave of extreme sorrow.

"The eighth brother went to Pater Castle to recuperate his injuries." Hetun continued the conversation without batting an eyelid.

"Oh, so it's like that. Is that Ol 'Eight's injury serious? " Xueluo asked again.

"It's not heavy, but it's not light either."

"Sigh …" Xueluo let out a long sigh, "Eighth Brother and the others have been seriously injured so often. I'm really worried about their future health …"

"Xueluo, don't worry too much. "Take good care of the womb."

Hetun's gaze landed on Xueluo's stomach, which was slightly relaxed. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"

This question …

Xueluo immediately covered his belly with the pillow, "What, you want to be more like a boy than a girl? Or is it a woman over a man? "

"No, no!" "Daddy just asked."

Hetun was slightly embarrassed, "Alright, I won't ask, I won't ask."

"Eh? Where's Nuonuo? "

Not only had Xueluo noticed that Xing Shiwu had disappeared, his own son had also disappeared along with him.

In the carriage, Linnuo grabbed Xing Shiwu by the collar and spoke in a fierce and low voice:

"Let me warn you: if you dare come to my house and pester my father, or curry favor with my mother, I will beat you up! I'll give you a good beating! "