Chapter 801: Let go of hatred and embrace tomorrow (2/2)
Feng Xinglang's voice sounded a bit lonely, heavy, with a hint of laziness.
”Bastard Feng Xinglang, my son will ignore you!”
The little boy hummed his voice, a very unhappy little look.
”What's wrong? Where did your dad get you and your mummy?”
The only thing that makes the little guy unhappy is his kiss mom.
In the words of Hetun: The extraordinarily precious baby is his own mother!
”Feng Xinglang, do you know: lock my mum and me in the hut with an iron chain, eat and drink Lasa all together, and the big bad guy who is not as good as a dog is Lan Youyou, isn't it?”
Feng Xinglang's sudden questioning made Feng Xinglang silent.
Presumably the son's words were not plain and unreasonable, they should have been heard from his mummy Xue Luo.
”Huh! It seems you already knew it! Then why not avenge me and my mum? Don't punish that blue yoyo?”
Feng Xinglang's silence made the little guy think that was a default attitude.
”Nuo Nuo, give your phone to Mommy. Good.”
”My mummy doesn't want to answer your call!”
The little guy slammed, ”Fortunately my mommy has my dear son, I will take revenge for my mommy!”
”Nono! It's nothing to do with your little P baby! Give your phone to Mommy!”
Feng Xinglang's voice was a little angry.
From Feng Xinglang's point of view: Under no circumstances should these hatreds be blended with his son.
”Why doesn't it matter to me? I already suffered in my mom's belly at that time! Feng Xinglang, you are really useless! Even your wife and children can't be protected!”
The little guy's suffocation was not accumulated one day or two days; it was Hetun's five-year cultivation.
He hung up the phone and said nothing, but also turned off the phone, and then lost it far away.
And then, the little guy hugged Mummy's waist and murmured, ”Mummy, I'm sorry, I made you suffer!”
Snow falling tears like a broken bead.
She is not unaware: don't hold on to the sadness and pain of the past; go for a bright tomorrow with a vigorous attitude.
This is healthy and wise.
But Xue Luo failed to do so.
It was like a barb that could not be wiped away. The thought of touching it would hurt her all over!
”Nuo Nuo, why are you so fierce to your dad? Your dad is right: it's an adult thing, as long as you are a small child, you just need to grow up happily!
Xue Luo embraced his son's growing body, and persuaded him.
”But Mummy is not happy, and Nono will not be happy!”
The little guy got into Mummy's arms, and gave a coy look. ”Mummy, Nono wants to see Mummy look happy every day!”
Xue Luo's heart hurt again.
I ’ve been pretending to be “happy” for five years. Do I have to pretend for my child?
Because Xueluo knew that she had no ability to seek justice from Lanyouyou alone. She had thought of calling the police, and wanted to use justice to pay their mother and son justice. Today, it is too difficult to get confirmation.
”Nono, would you like to leave Shencheng with Mommy?”
Putting down hatred and hugging tomorrow may be her wise move.
”Does that make Mommy happy every day?” The little guy asked no more.