One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Although he was unhappy, little Linnuo still strode towards his father's car.
By the way, I want to see if the bastard's father bullied his mother while he was gone.
Five metres away, Feng Xinglang opened the car door, holding onto the small thing that was coming towards him.
"Have you asked for Xing San's original name?"
"No!" He was too old to remember! He said that he would call my second brother later. "
Little friend Linnuo crawled over and sat on his dad's strong leg, "Father asked me to come out and call you guys over to eat breakfast … Your own son said that your father won't be able to eat when you see him! But my foster father doesn't want to listen. There's really nothing I can do about it! "
Feng Xinglang's straight sword brows slightly lowered, and his thin lips slightly hooked upwards.
"Since your foster father is so warm and considerate, it's hard to refuse. I'll go in and have some breakfast!"
"... Ah? Daddy, are you really going to go in and eat? "
Not only was Linnuo shocked, Xueluo was also shocked.
"Is this the tempo of a fight with the Hetun?"
Xueluo could not bear to see her husband suddenly agree to go in and eat breakfast!
The old account had still not been settled yet. Last time, because of Yan Bang's death, the father and son pair had almost reached a point where they were incompatible fire and water!
Xueluo wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start. While she was still in a daze, he saw that the father and son duo had already gotten off the car.
Xueluo immediately got out of the car and followed.
He was seated in the pavilion along the corridor, humming a small tune to Xing Wu, and when he saw Feng Xinglang and his family walking over happily, he immediately jumped up in shock.
Feng Xinglang is here to fight?
Xing Wu thought, was he trying to stop him? Or should he not stop him?
"Foster father, my father agreed to come to eat breakfast."
As expected of little Linnuo. This loud shout reminded the people in the villa and also warned the restless Xing Wu.
Xing Shi'er, who was standing guard in the living room, was also startled: He also did not expect that Feng Xinglang would actually come in and eat breakfast! It was just that he didn't know how Prince Xing was going to stir up trouble again!
"Ah Lang... Come on, come on in! The cook just made breakfast. "
The most excited was of course the Hetun. As he urged the cook to set the table, he stood up and stepped forward to greet him.
Xueluo subconsciously grabbed onto his husband Feng Xinglang's arm lightly; she didn't want his husband to commit violence against Hetun in front of her son Linnuo the most. Not only would he hurt the affection between father and son, he would also set a vile 'role model' for his son.
"Xueluo, you can go inside and change your clothes first!"
The man whispered in his daughter's ear. His tone was quite calm, with no sharp tone to be heard.
For a house full of men, wearing pajamas was not so good, so Xueluo nodded her head slightly.
"Nuonuo, take good care of your father."
After Xueluo instructed her son, she turned and headed back to her room.
But after walking two steps, Xueluo turned around and looked at sher husband. Then, he subconsciously looked towards Xing Shi'er, indicating for him to keep her eyes: Don't let this father and son fight.
When Xing Ba rushed back to the Shallow Water Bay, he saw Feng Xinglang's black car from afar. But he found out that Feng Xinglang was not in the carriage.
"Old Five, where's Feng Xinglang?"
Xing Ba hurriedly asked as he ate the Spanish fried eggs and beef tripe that the chef specially made for him, as well as small snacks like crushed tomato bread and fried cuttlefish.
Xing Wu pointed to the direction of the living room, "I'm currently having breakfast with my foster father!"
"What?" Feng Xinglang is having breakfast with your foster father? " Xing Ba did not believe the words of the ignorant Old Five.
The scene he saw was surprisingly harmonious and breathtaking. The three generations of foster father Hetun's ancestors were happily eating breakfast!
This scene … The more he looked, the more stinging his eyes became!
This morning, Hetun's appetite was surprisingly good.
He first added some fresh prawn balls to Little Fifteen, and then added some bacon roll to his son Feng Xinglang. Fatherly fatherly love cannot be released.
Feng Xinglang did not resist, and very obediently ate the bacon scrolls added by Hetun. He also loved to eat.
Xueluo's meal could be said to be as silent as cicadas in winter. She was afraid that the father and son duo would start quarrelling or causing a ruckus in the next second!
From time to time he would glance at his husband: his expression was calm, and he was eating happily!
"Ah Lang, leave the matter of finding Feng Tuantuan to me."
Hetun obviously didn't want his only son to risk his life for the sake of someone else's child. "I will personally see that unfilial son of mine die! so as to give Feng Lixin and his daughter an explanation! "
"You don't have to worry about that! As for my niece, I'll do it myself! "
Feng Xinglang replied indifferently, in a lukewarm tone. It was as if he did not want to waste time talking to Hetun.
"Ol 'Three has a crafty personality, it's not easy to deal with!" Xueluo and Fifteen cannot leave you. "
The Hetun's voice sounded kind as well. They felt that this father and son duo had a deal to discuss, and they wanted to wipe out all grudges with a single bite?
"Do you have any information on Xing San?"
Feng Xinglang who had pretty much finished his meal took a napkin and wiped the corner of his lips.
"Yes!" Second Bro will pass on all of Third Bro's information to you in a while. "
Hetun stood up and took the bowl in front of Feng Xinglang, and scooped up some broth, "Ah Lang, drink some congee soup to moisten your stomach."
Feng Xinglang glanced at the bowl in front of him. His brows slightly sunk, but he still raised it and drank.
This kind of obedience was truly inconceivable.
Even Xueluo couldn't figure out what her husband was thinking at this moment.
"Ah Lang, the wonton stew that's just out of the wok, accompany Fifteen to have a taste."
Hetun saw that her son was obedient to him and her heart was filled with joy.
"I'm full!" I really can't eat anymore! "
Feng Xinglang was really full. He ate quite a lot of it, and the last small bowl of soup was purely for the sake of the Hetun.
"Nuonuo, be careful of the chaos and burn your mouth.
After finishing his breakfast in peace, Xueluo's heart that was hanging over his chest finally dropped.
"Foster father, you were looking for me?"
Xing Ba stayed outside the guest hall for a while, and only appeared after his foster father and his family happily finished their breakfast.
Xing Ba was one of a large number of foster son, so it was very rare for him to have such awareness.
"Ol 'Three's information should be here by now. Go get it from Wester."
"Okay, I'll go and get it." Xing Ba retreated.
"Ah Lang, I'm very sorry about Third Brother's matter! I will give Feng Lixin and his daughter an explanation! "
The Hetun said gently. The way he looked at his son also became more and more affectionate.
"It's useless using force! If I force Xing San into a corner, it will be detrimental to my niece! My brother is counting on my niece to live! "
In front of Lan Youyou, Feng Xinglang was strong and unyielding. He did not want to compromise so much to get more clues from Lan Youyou; but in front of the Hetun, he had once again submitted to Feng Tuantuan.
How could he just ignore that little thing!
The little thing was Feng Lixin's life, and similarly, it was Feng Xinglang's favorite. The little thing was made by him, and it was also raised by him, Feng Xinglang. Now, he was forcefully taken away from his side, which truly hurt his heart.
That was why he put down his attitude and entered the villa to ask the Hetun for information.
Hetun nodded, "Mn, I can't force my way through! This Old Third is a cunning person, it's really hard to predict his actions. "
Seeing that the father and son pair were actually able to discuss things in such a calm manner, Xueluo felt gratified from the bottom of her heart.
She sincerely hoped that the father and son could get along well. Because she really felt sorry for her husband, who had lost his fatherly love since he was a child!
However, he also felt that the change to his husband this time seemed to have happened too abruptly! Without even laying the groundwork, you immediately forgave Hetun?
Xing Ba took Xing San's information, and showed it to foster father Hetun first before handing it over to him.
After reading through it, Feng Xinglang stood up, "Xueluo, play with Nuonuo for a few more days, I will come and fetch you two!"
"Father!"
Little Linnuo ran over and hugged Feng Xinglang's waist tightly.
In short, when the little thing calls Feng Xinglang its' father ', it usually behaved in an obedient manner. "Bring your son along and go find a slug!"
"Who will take care of your favorite, Mommy?"
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's face and asked casually.
Linnuo's little friend turned his head to look at her mother, Xueluo, "It will be very safe to kiss my mother's life at my foster father's home!"
"Then Mommy will go with you!"
Upon hearing that his son wanted to follow his husband to find Feng Tuantuan, Xueluo became anxious.
"Mommy, stop messing around! "It's better to obediently stay at my foster father's home. It's very safe."
Linnuo wanted to go with his father to find Feng Tuantuan, but he couldn't bear to see his mother take the risk.
"Enough, you two stop messing around!" I will make Xing Ba follow Ah Lang! "
Hetun stepped forward and squatted down to pick up the little untamed thing.
Feng Xinglang wanted to console his wife and children, but in front of the Hetun and the others, he seemed to be affected by the atmosphere.
After staring deeply at Xueluo for a moment, he took Xing San's information and turned to leave.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you must be careful!"
The little guy said what Mother Xueluo and foster father Hetun wanted to say.
Watching his husband leave, traces of uneasiness rose in Xueluo's heart. If not for the safety of her heart, a man would never lower his head to Hetun, much less leave his wife and children in the Hetun's care!
But when they thought about how Feng Lixin's body was unwell and that his husband Feng Xinglang did not search for her, who else could they hope to find?!
Just as he left the villa, Feng Xinglang received a call from the Butler Mo: They said that the Nanny An's phone had made a call outside of the country. When Butler Mo called over, he was in a state where her phone was turned off the entire time.
Feng Xinglang wanted that foreign number. He then called Old Chu, telling him to investigate Xing San's entry and exit records.
An hour later, Feng Xinglang received a message: Two days ago, Xing San had boarded a flight to Mexico using his real name, Abdul Rahman.
Xing San returned to Mexico? And he left in such an open and unassuming manner?
Feng Xinglang went to the airport to watch the surveillance footage before Xing San boarded the plane. He discovered that the person holding Abdul Rahman's passport was indeed carrying a child. He was also wearing a bunch of clothes.
Although he could not see the child's face clearly, Feng Xinglang could still recognize with one glance that the child was not his niece, Feng Tuantuan.
Was Xing San playing Golden Cicada with him?