Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Seeing that her father Feng Xinglang was just sleeping soundly, the little guy could no longer hold on.

Yawning, he never stopped looking for Mommy\'s arms.

Thus, he thought about Xing Ba who hid Mommy Xueluo!

After covering his father Feng Xinglang with the quilt dutifully, the little guy ran off to look for Xing Ba to cause some trouble.

Outside the door, the little guy almost crashed into the foster father Hetun.

"Fifteen, it\'s so late, why aren\'t you asleep yet?"

Hetun stood guard outside the door of the room that originally belonged to Xueluo and her son.

"Then why haven\'t you slept yet?" the little guy retorted.

"Oh... I came to see you. Right, is your father well? "

Hetun looked around the room.

"Sleeping like a piglet! You can\'t even wake me up! " The little fellow sighed.

"Oh, really? "Then I\'ll go in and see him …" Hetun took a step into the door.

"If you want to see it, then go ahead! But don\'t hurt him! I am just like this, a father! " The little guy warned.

Didn\'t I tell you already? I\'m your biological grandfather, your biological father! Why do you think I hurt him! "

Hetun caressed the little fellow\'s small head.

"It would be strange if you could believe it!" He almost took my dad\'s life! However, I believe that you can change it! "

The little guy didn\'t want to dawdle with Hetun, he just wanted to find his own mother.

His mother was just a girl, he didn\'t know where that Xing Ba fellow had hidden her.

The little fellow did not continue interacting with the Hetun, and immediately ran towards Xing Ba\'s room.

"Fifteen, slow down."

After reminding his own grandson, the Hetun then walked in with heavy steps.

He clearly knew that Feng Xinglang would not wake up, but he still slowed down his pace; quietly stood by the side, and stared deeply at Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face.

Feng Xinglang\'s expression and expression became warmer, without the viciousness in his eyes, there was an additional trace of gentleness.

"I really didn\'t expect you to be my child …"

Hetun sat down on the side and held one of Feng Xinglang\'s strength in his palms. If they were close, it would cause ripples in Hetun\'s heart.

Not only did he have his own flesh and blood, he was also a child that he shared with his beloved woman.

"It is the Heavens that have pitied me, Xing Mu. Give me such a good child!" Feng Xinglang... Xing Lang … Your mother, Su He, has already indicated it so clearly, and I\'m actually so stupid as to hurt you again and again … "

"Ah Lang, I am truly sorry … I\'m the one who let down your mother, and even more so, let down you! In this life, I will not beg for your forgiveness. Don\'t affect your own life just because you hate me, your father! "

"Ah Lang, do you know? When Xueluo told me that it is possible that you were my biological son, I really had mixed feelings for him! He couldn\'t believe that it was true... The heavens are not unkind to me! "

"..."

Hetun sat by Feng Xinglang\'s side and talked to himself for a long time.

"Xing Lang won\'t be able to wake up for a few hours." "Don\'t worry!"

Xing Shi\'er, who was guarding outside, was pulled away by Xing Er.

"Second brother, what do we do now? That Yan Bang, seems like he won\'t be able to kill him even after a while! If I really kill him, I wonder how Feng Xinglang will cause a ruckus with my foster father! "

Xing Shi\'er seemed to have no other ideas. It wasn\'t because they were worrying about how to kill Yan Bang, but because they were worried about how Feng Xinglang would cause a ruckus after killing him!

"Between Yan Bang and Xing Lang … Is it really that kind of relationship? " Xing Er asked.

"I\'m not sure!"

Xing Shi\'er frowned slightly, "I feel that Yan Bang really loves Feng Xinglang … Because he had repeatedly risked his life to save Feng Xinglang! As for Feng Xinglang … From what I see, his feelings for Yan Bang are more like that of brothers! "

After being silent for a while, Xing Er suddenly said something that made people\'s hair stand on end, "Then let\'s castrate Yan Bang!"

"Ah?" Castrate... ? Then … That\'s even more cruel than killing him, right? "

Xing Shi\'er was also a man, he naturally knew the importance of his own thing to men!

"That\'s the only way to balance the conflict between my foster father and Xing Lang!" Xing Lang\'s wish to keep Yan Bang\'s life has been satisfied; at the same time, it has also solved all of father\'s concerns! "

The way Xing Er solved the problem was also decisive and ruthless.

"But then … Between foster father and Yan Bang … Didn\'t that mean the hatred had deepened? Yan Bang will find your foster father sooner or later to take revenge! "

Xing Shi\'er voiced out his concerns.

"That\'s easy, just tell Yan Bang: Xing Lang is the biological son of foster father Hetun. It\'s fine!"

Until Xing Er left the villa, Xing Shi\'er was still in his original position, thinking about his words.

Xing Ba was both mad and happy.

He was about to go crazy because of Linnuo\'s little friend.

However, he was also enjoying the little fellow sticking and pestering him.

"Eighth Brother, where exactly did you hide my mother? If you don\'t tell me. I\'ll cry for you! "

The little guy sat on top of Xing Ba\'s Hun, shaking left and right, tormenting Xing Ba to the point that he couldn\'t sleep properly.

Xing Ba was the same as them, they were both orphans, and were practically raised by the Hetun. Between endless killing and bloodshed, they also thirsted for the warmth of family love.

Furthermore, Lin Xueluo\'s kindness had once saved his life.

"Then you\'re going to cry for me!"

Xing Ba toyed with Linnuo\'s little friend who was yawning non-stop. This little thing had been making a ruckus for an entire three to four hours.

"Eighth Brother, don\'t go overboard … I don\'t even like you anymore! "

"But I\'ve never seen you like me before! Always sticking together with the Old Tweleve, leaving eighth brother in the cold. eighth brother, how sad I am! "

Xing Ba muttered while teasing the little fellow, and at the same time rhythmically patted the little fellow\'s back.

"I like you too …"

"Really? Then kiss eighth brother! "

"... "Pop!" The little guy reluctantly kissed Xing Ba.

"Another kiss … Eighth brother wasn\'t mentally prepared just now. "

"..."

Ten minutes later, the little guy finally fell asleep in Xing Ba\'s arms.

The morning in Shallow Water Bay was filled with the sounds of birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers. The ecological environment was pretty good here.

And this morning, it was especially bright and beautiful.

But on this morning, Feng Xinglang was woken up by a nightmare.

In the midst of the haze, a man pulled off his leather belt and started beating the face of an eight or nine-year-old boy.

The belt had twisted the back of the boy\'s back, and he was badly mutilated.

"Feng Yishan, if you dare to hit me like this again, I\'ll kill you sooner or later!"

"Heh, you little bastard, you still dare to call me Bian\'er? See if I beat you to death! "

All of the boy\'s resistance would be exchanged for Feng Yishan\'s even more brutal beating.

The boy really did not know: Why did this man, who had doted on him for less than two years, suddenly turn into a terrifying demon?

The boy was locked in the glass room, a trapped animal!

Hunger, beatings … Almost all the memories of his childhood!

When Feng Xinglang woke up from the nightmare, his entire body was already wet …