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Watching his son leave with a depressed and unhappy mood, Xueluo faintly felt that the matter regarding his son must definitely be related to Feng Xinglang.

Under the protection of Hetun and the others, the little guy\'s safety should be guaranteed. What happened then?

Since his son Linnuo was unwilling to tell her, his mother, that he was blood related, Xueluo did not want to make things difficult for his son. Asking the little guy to tell him about the unhappy events that happened tonight was undoubtedly an additional injury.

Therefore, Xueluo decided to ask the Hetun.

"Mr. Xing, what has Fifteen done to make you so happy, and why is he praising him so much?"

Xueluo asked gently. With the humble attitude that Hetun liked.

When he mentioned what happened during the banquet, Hetun\'s mood immediately turned good. He sat on the comfortable cloth sofa with his limbs spread wide open, and after taking a sip of the Pu\'er tea offered by the family servant, he said with a happy expression.

"All these years, I have not loved this little thing Fifteen for nothing! The first time I met his father, guess what? "

Hetun dragged his voice, revealing the joy of victory in his first battle.

Xueluo\'s heart tensed, and quietly waited for Hetun to finish.

"This is the first time father and son have met, and my family\'s fifteen years old has already given him a crossbow for his father. "Hahaha..."

Hetun laughed especially heartily. After five years of silence, he once again launched his hate-filled revenge plan.

Xueluo\'s heart was stung: The more I worry about something, the more I will feel it. She wanted to do her best to stop the father and son duo from killing each other, but the father and son duo still met each other in battle!

Perhaps, this was the purpose of Hetun raising this mother and child for five years.

"Mister Xing, you mean to do this, right?" Xueluo asked in a miserable voice.

"No!" It was Fifteen\'s own intention! He said that this was a personal grudge between him and Feng Xinglang! They even said, this was what Feng Xinglang deserved for bullying a girl! "

Pausing slightly, Hetun glanced at the overly calm Xueluo indifferently.

"The girl mentioned by 15 should be you, your mother! From beginning to end, he refused to say your mother\'s name! It looks like he will have to wait a few more days before he can be acquainted with Feng Xinglang\'s father and son! "

Hetun\'s words were like a sharp sword that stabbed into Xueluo\'s heart. Xueluo never thought that his son meeting with Feng Xinglang during the battle was because of Feng Xinglang\'s ruthless actions towards her.

She completely ignored the strong feelings of a single child trying to protect her mother.

Feng Xinglang bit his mother, and even bled when she bit him; thus, the little guy retaliated with his teeth and shot Feng Xinglang a crossbow arrow. And it was even shooting an arrow at him when he clearly knew that Feng Xinglang, this bastard, was his own father.

It was no wonder the little guy was so depressed, why he chose to sleep with Xing Shi\'er tonight!

How cruel can it be for a five-year-old who longs for his father?

Xueluo\'s heart was forcibly twisted in pain. It hurt so much she couldn\'t breathe. Xueluo really hoped that the mother and son duo could stay in Pater Castle forever and never return.

"Mr. Xing, are you planning to use fifteen years to deal with his father, Feng Xinglang?"

Xueluo calmed his emotions. Since it had already happened, regret and sorrow seemed to have no effect.

"Yes!"

Hetun deserved to be harsh. He asked unhappily, "What? You want to stop me?"

Xueluo shook his head and laughed bitterly, "I\'m just a weak woman, how could I stop you? Even if you had the heart, you wouldn\'t be able to do anything about it. "

Hetun raised his thick eyebrows, "Un, very good! I like your docility and your self-awareness! "

"Mr. Xing, fifteen is your foster son. I only plead for you to be able to protect his safety."

As a mother, the most important thing in her eyes and heart was, of course, her child.

Xueluo was not a noble person, nor was he a saint. She only wanted her child to be safe.

"Don\'t worry, I promised you that I will definitely protect fifteen years of my life." The Hetun said indifferently.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Xing." Good night. "

Xueluo did not continue asking, nor did he reprimand the Hetun for anything. She knew that as Linnuo\'s mother, she had the ability to interrogate him, but she didn\'t have the ability to.

Hetun nodded his head, in agreement with Xueluo.

Returning to his room, Xueluo locked himself inside and broke down crying. At this moment, her forced calmness completely collapsed. She cried so hard that she wished she were dead.

However, he had no choice but to survive.

Her child needed her, and she could not afford to lose her child! She wanted to give her child a free and warm and complete home, but that was almost impossible.

Xueluo had never regretted that she had suffered so much to give birth to her son Linnuo; she only blamed herself for not being able to give her child a warm and loving environment.

And all of this, who caused it?

To blame the Hetun?

But he also fed her and her son for five years. Though he had his plot with him.

To denounce Feng Xinglang?

But from the very beginning, he had said that she, Lin Xueluo, was not qualified to bear Feng Xinglang\'s child! She was the one who shamelessly tried to deceive him into giving birth to his child and stubbornly insisted on giving birth to it …

Thinking about Lan Youyou, Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou\'s daughter, Xueluo felt so much pain in his heart that he felt like he was going to die.

This cheap man who killed a thousand times! Who was he to have children with, and why did he have to have children with Lan Youyou?

Xueluo would never forget how he had protected the little girl in his stomach like hell under Lan Youyou\'s devilish claws.

However, the bastard of his own child had actually given birth to a woman who had hurt them both. How could they all enjoy life together like this?

After crying bitterly for a while, Xueluo gradually calmed down.

Originally, Xueluo was still looking for every possible opportunity to bring his son Linnuo and escape from the Hetun\'s line of sight.

Thinking about it now, perhaps staying in the body of the Hetun was a type of special protection for his son Linnuo.

Xueluo had to be on his guard. If he did as he was told, Lan Youyou would be infuriated that the mother and son had returned to the Shen City once again.

And...

Feng Xinglang was a man who valued family and affection. Even if he was against her, his own mother, he definitely wouldn\'t reject his own flesh and blood.

It was evident that five years ago, his cultivation had gone berserk in the hospital, and five years later, in Yuan Duoduo\'s small house, his violent rage had completely proved that he cared about his own flesh and blood.

It would have been fine if that slut Feng Xinglang could not win against Hetun, but if he could, with his hostility, he would definitely take Linnuo back.

At that time: She, Lin Xueluo will really have nothing!

Then she would really go crazy!