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Chapter 492: Late confessions of fatherly love
"Second Young Master, this child said that he wanted to find you. I couldn't even stop him."
Nanny An followed behind Linnuo.
"Little big brother... "Little big brother!"
Feng Tuantuan recognized Linnuo. Although she did not know Linnuo's name, she had met him twice. One was the door to the GK VCs; the other was the glass door to the KFC.
After seeing Linnuo, Little Bun called out to him intimately. and tried to get down from Feng Xinglang's embrace.
But Feng Xinglang's arms were tightly wrapped around Feng Tuantuan. Firstly, it was because he looked a little entranced when Linnuo was looking at him, and secondly, it was also because of the aggression that Linnuo had displayed last time in the club's restroom.
When he saw Linnuo, who had actually appeared in the living room of the Feng Family, Lan Youyou was completely stunned.
The taut heartstring in his heart seemed to be on the verge of breaking at this moment.
Because, Lan Youyou already had a premonition: Who is this five year old little boy in front of him!
Even though he was wearing a cute wok lid, it was still seventy to eighty percent similar to someone else's.
The little fellow's gaze swept across Lan Youyou's body: "Presumably, this woman is the woman who gave birth to the bastard Feng Xinglang's daughter!"
In the end, the little guy's gaze fixed onto Feng Xinglang's body.
The father and son duo looked at each other.
Linnuo, who was five years old, did not have any stage fright.
He did not want to show his cowardice in front of the happy Feng Family!
The children raised by the Hetun really did possess a mental quality that surpassed their peers.
"Little friend, who are you? Where are your parents? "
Feng Lixin asked Linnuo's little friend in a friendly manner. He had always been modest and courteous, not to mention with a young child who was only a few years old.
It seemed that this little boy was rather pleasing to his eyes.
"My name is Linnuo."
The little guy began to introduce himself in a concise manner.
"My mother is called Lin Xueluo."
The little guy's following words stunned everyone in Feng Family.
It was like thunder exploding above their heads!
Feng Xinglang was stunned, like a statue. He opened his mouth slightly, but was unable to say a word, as though he was unable to even breathe.
"What?" Your mother is called Lin Xueluo? "
Butler Mo was the first to recover from the stupefaction. He leaned over and carefully grabbed the little guy's face.
"My biological dad is a big bastard! His name is Feng Xinglang! "
The little guy's following words were like a second bomb, shocking everyone in Feng Family.
"What a coincidence, my papa name is also Feng Xinglang!"
Feng Tuantuan was innocent. The younger her didn't seem to realize that the Feng Xinglang that little brother spoke of was actually her papa.
"Where's the god …" You. You are the child who 'died' five years ago between Second Young Master and Madam Xueluo? "
Nanny An finally reacted: The little boy that suddenly appeared is the child of Second Young Master and Second Young Master's Wife!
"It's like … It really did look like it! Too similar... It's too much like you, Second Young Master! "This nose, this appearance …"
Butler Mo was so excited that he was crying.
"NO!" Impossible! You must be a fake! Five years ago, we had all personally witnessed Lin Xueluo beating the child out of her womb! "
Lan Youyou roared as he lost control of himself.
Vaguely, she felt that the position of the Second Madame Feng, which was still a step away from her own, was now even more precarious.
Feng Xinglang had already placed Feng Tuantuan, who was in his embrace, on the ground.
Step by step, he slowly walked towards Linnuo who was in the living room.
It was as if every step he took was the alternation between a dream and reality.
Feng Xinglang's heart was already racing. He stared deeply at the little fellow who was getting closer, as if this little life had already been lingering in his mind for more than a thousand years.
For the past five years, Feng Xinglang had refused to accept the cruel fact of his flesh and blood having been 'wasted'.
His life seemed to have lost its color forever from the moment he saw that stillbirth dripping with blood!
And now, the nightmare had ended because of the appearance of this child in front of him?
Feng Xinglang was in disbelief! He was even more afraid that this child in front of him was only a dream that he could not surpass!
Linnuo's little friend knew that after he had finished saying all these, he should have left the Feng Family.
But when he saw Feng Xinglang approaching him step by step, the uncontrollable thirst in his heart for the love of a father still made him pause in his tracks.
Feng Xinglang stared at him; he also looked up at Feng Xinglang.
At this moment, the father and son duo could only look at each other silently.
Slowly, Feng Xinglang knelt down in front of Linnuo's little friend with one knee. He reached out to touch the little guy's face, but Linnuo decisively opened it up.
"Linnuo... Your name is Linnuo? You're still alive? "
Feng Xinglang's voice trembled slightly. A myriad of emotions welled up in his heart.
Linnuo could clearly see that this bastard's father's eyes were beginning to fill up with unexplained liquid, as if he was about to speak at any moment.
It was as if the little fellow was not used to seeing this kind of Feng Xinglang!
Before getting off the car, the little guy was already mentally prepared to be ignored by this bastard's father coldly.
Not like this: was this bastard going to cry?
"You don't want me to live, do you? Or do you prefer to see me die in my mother's womb five years ago? "
The little guy was not 'deceived' by the surface phenomenon revealed by Feng Xinglang.
He still firmly believed that this father in front of him was a big bastard!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned kissing Mommy five years ago!
[The bastard's father is treating his mother like that!] He bit his mother, locked her on the sofa, and took off her clothes.
It was impossible for the little guy to accept the father of such a bastard.
"No …" Father would even beg the heavens in his dreams to let you live! "
The blood kinship between father and son that was thicker than water made Feng Xinglang firmly believe that the little boy in front of him was his flesh and blood.
"My child... You're really still alive! "My child …"
Feng Xinglang choked with sobs. He tightly hugged Linnuo's small body into his embrace, and said hoarsely:
"My child... You're finally back with Dad! Thank you. "Thank you!"
It was gratitude and gratitude that came from the depths of his soul.
The nightmare that had pestered him for Feng Xinglang for five years was finally relieved at this moment.
For five years he had been blaming himself: how disappointed a woman must have been with her husband to have beaten him and her children in a vindictive way.
Feng Xinglang's choked up narration, for Linnuo's little friend, was more like a late confession due to fatherly love.
The little guy could feel the true feelings of this bastard's father.
Because the embrace that was embracing his body was trembling uncontrollably!