Chapter 787: Also suffering from my heart (1/2)

Seeing Xiaoshi really holding the hand of his relative, Feng Xinglang, when his father and son walked into the villa's living room at the same time, the look on Hetun's fortitude face was changing rapidly!

It didn't seem that Feng Xinglang actually walked in to meet him!

Is this to forgive the rhythm of his father?

Rejoicing, moved, guilty ...

Mixed feelings!

He Tun actually stood up and leaned slightly to welcome the arrival of Feng Xinglang and his son.

He gazed deeply into his biological son, who was similar to the woman in front of him: upright posture, strong physique, profound features ...

There is also the natural style of the king, how much he looks like Xing Mu! Why didn't you find out? !!

Aggrieved the woman who did not say, but also hurt her child, and also tormented his own heart!

In Feng Xinglang's eyes, Hetun still saw only hatred, resistance, and deep rejection.

”Arang ... are you here? Sit.”

Hetun still couldn't help but call Feng Xinglang's ”Alang” because he really couldn't add his other man's surname to call his son.

Originally, I wanted to shout 'Xing Lang', but when it came to my lips, it turned into a gentle and loving 'Alang'.

Feng Xinglang's cold eyes glanced from Hetun's gentle face, and his eyes fell on Xing Ba, who was beside Hetun.

If you don't count the servants who drink tea, there are only Hetun and Xingba in the living room.

Hetun thought: Feng Xing Rankine's entry into his residence was the first step for them to reconcile.

But he did not expect that the reason why Feng Xinglang would come in was to bring his unspeakable purpose.

Feng Xinglang was not restrained or overly inconsistent, but instead sat down naturally opposite to Hetun.

Close to Hetun, which is about two meters away.

And this distance has brought a lot of pressure to Xing Ba. Standing behind the Hetun sofa, he took a step closer.

Old Twelve is absent, and he is taking on the responsibility of protecting his righteous father Hetun.

Although in the side hall, Xing Er and his bodyguards are still hidden. Two people waited at any moment.

”Old man, Feng Xinglang is here, you can confront him!”

In front of Brother Yi, the little guy never knew what ‘politeness’ was.

Even if it was Hetun's purposeful pampering at first, it has now become an unprincipled indulgence.

From the moment of birth, small things are destined for noble identity and pedigree, and will be loved by others.

”Fifteen, on one side is your dear, and on the other is our righteous father. Are you standing there?”

Xing Ba has a good temper with the little guy.

You should know that his purpose is to delay time, so that Xing Zhuang and theirs can succeed.

”Either side, as long as it hurts my dear mommy, it will be my Lin Nuo's enemy!”

The little guy's position is very firm: Mummy Lin Xueluo will always be ranked first on the important list.

none of them!

”What a big filial son! There is a child whose mother hurts, and I envy me!”

Xing Ba chatted with Lin Nuo's children without a word.

”Xing Lao Ba, you have to return my mommy quickly! Otherwise, I must let the Yifu break your P shares! You ca n’t sit in a chair, you ca n’t sleep!”

The little guy said ruthlessly. With his dad and righteous father, he is more fearless.

”Still breaking P-shares? God, it's so horrible? That hurts so much! For our brother's good relationship, can you not let Yifu hit my P-shares?

Xing Ba went along with the little guy's intentions, deliberately satisfying his little affection.