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Chapter 438 - Fifteen went to Shen City to find his father!

The little guy's innocent question caused Hetun to feel unease in his heart.

He picked up the little guy and pressed his forehead against his little face. "It's quite far! "It's very, very far away!"

"Is it farther than outer space?"

Children's thoughts could always be whimsical.

"More or less!"

Hetun rubbed his hands on the little guy's face. He then pressed his face against his own chest, because that place was already in excruciating pain.

"But I clearly saw eldest sister in this dark room! Godfather, what did Big Sister do to make you lock her up? "

The little guy stubbornly asked.

"Your big sister betrayed love, betrayed her oath …"

Hetun closed both his eyes, suppressing the rage and obsession in his heart that couldn't be put down. He wanted her to pay the price for her own betrayal.

Not everyone could hold onto love! Hetun was the type of person who was crazy about love.

Perhaps he would only be able to live in the shadow of a woman betraying him for the rest of his life! A vicious circle!

The little guy didn't really understand what was love and what was an oath.

Maybe the love and oath that the little guy understood was: Love is to like a person, just like how she likes Mommy Xueluo! As for the oath, it might be exactly what he had said, so he had to keep his word and not play dumb!

The little guy used the tip of his thumb to gently wipe away a tear that had rolled down Hetun's cheek at some point in time.

"Father, don't cry. Fifteen's heart hurts! "

The little guy liked Hetun. Hetun had accompanied him for five years, so there was no feeling that would be more profound than accompanying him.

Especially since Linnuo was only a five year old child!

"Fifteen... You really are an obedient child of my foster father! "

Hetun hugged the little guy tightly for a long time, and refused to let go for a long time.

At night.

"Mommy, where is the underworld?"

The little guy who was carried by Mommy was lost in thought as he asked, "Does it mean that he died?"

The little guy's perception was still very high.

"Nuonuo, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Xueluo was slightly startled. He felt that the word 'underworld' was too cruel to a five-year-old child.

"Sigh," the little guy sighed like an adult, "Godfather said that big sister went to the netherworld! But I clearly saw my big sister locked in the dark room! "

Hearing his son Linnuo's words, Xueluo became even more certain that the "big sister" was only a wax statue of Feng Xinglang's mother when she was young. That was why he was wearing his clothes and stood there without saying anything.

"My foster father also said that my elder sister made a mistake: betrayed love, betrayed the oath … "Looks like foster father doesn't want to let big sister out."

The little fellow seemed a little sad.

When he saw his mother draw a big version of Linnuo that looked like him, he also felt sad.

Vaguely, he knew that the big adult Linnuo was his own father.

He also knew that the foster father Hetun was actually not his own biological father!

He was the same as Old Five and the others, they were just the children the foster father Hetun had adopted, not his own.

Therefore, the little guy had a very good impression of the big sister in the dark room who looked very similar to him.

And the godfather said to the older sister: Look at this child, does he look like you?

At that time, when the foster father Hetun held him, the "child" she spoke of must have been referring to him, Linnuo!

It was a pity that Big Sister had been silent all this time! It was probably because he was afraid of the foster father Hetun and did not dare to speak.

Xueluo also let out a faint sigh. Betrayed love, betrayed vows …

Sure enough, it was as he had thought: Feng Xinglang's mother betrayed the Hetun and went along with the married Feng Yishan. Furthermore, he gave birth to an illegitimate child, Feng Xinglang, for Feng Yishan!

Xueluo was a little puzzled: Hetun was still considered to be an outstanding man, and furthermore, he was infatuated with Feng Xinglang's mother. But why did Feng Xinglang's mother choose to betray the Hetun?

What made Xueluo even more confused was that he had clearly already betrayed her, why did he still leave behind an incomplete Hetun portrait for his son Feng Xinglang to draw?

Actually, only they themselves knew about love.

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Christmas Eve, should be a happy, peaceful, carnival Christmas Eve, group night.

However, Linnuo's little friend was checking his equipment.

"Sleeping bags, compressed biscuits, overhead lights, leather canteens, cane binoculars, a torchlight … And the map! "

Seeing his five-year-old son preparing so much for his mother to walk out of Pater Castle, Xueluo's nose felt sour.

"Mommy, is your windbreaker accurate? When I get drunk, we can set off. "

To let a five year old child escape from the Pater Castle with him, Xueluo felt only heartache.

"Nuonuo, with this filial piety, mother will be more than enough! Mommy doesn't want to go anywhere, she only wants to stay in Pater Castle! "

Xueluo tightly hugged the little fellow in his arms, and couldn't help but sob.

Of course she wouldn't let her son take the risk of following her.

She only wanted her son to be safe and healthy. As for her freedom, it was not that important anymore.

"Mommy, you lied to your own son again …"

The mother and son's plot was interrupted by a knock on the door. Xing Shi'er had come to call them to the banquet.

Tonight, all of the lights and decorations, as well as the super luxurious Christmas trees, were all arranged for Linnuo's little friend.

It could be seen how much Hetun doted on this little thing.

"Fifteen, come to your foster father."

The moment he saw the little fellow, Hetun's thick eyebrows also rose up. He seemed to be in a good mood.

However, the little fellow's mood didn't seem to be very bright.

He climbed onto foster father Hetun's lap, looking depressed.

"What's wrong, fifteen? Aren't you happy with so many gifts? "

Seeing that the little guy was silent, Hetun asked again, "Then fifteen wishes is enough! Maybe if my foster father was happy, he would agree to it! "

The little guy's clear eyes immediately flashed with a bright light. "Foster father, can you keep your word?"

"Of course! "My foster father's words are all true!" Hetun smiled slightly.

The little guy subconsciously looked towards Mommy Xueluo; on the other hand, Xueluo was shaking his head towards the little guy nervously.

"But I don't want to make a wish yet! Wait until tonight! "

His son's words made Xueluo's heart perturb.

That night, Xueluo was unable to fall asleep at ease. She didn't know what kind of wish her son, Linnuo, who was taken away by Hetun, would make with him.

The Hetun was so crafty, how could a five year old little kid like him be a match for him!

Xueluo wanted to open the door, but discovered that the door to his room was already locked from the outside.

After waiting until dawn, when Xueluo heard the sound of the door being unlocked, he immediately ran out of the room to look for his son Linnuo.

But he only saw Hetun, who was sitting at a table eating breakfast.

"Mr. Xing, please. What about fifteen? Still asleep? " Xueluo asked carefully.

Fifteen went to the Shen City to find his father!

The Hetun spoke bluntly.