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With this action, Xueluo brought the ringing phone in front of Hetun.

The muscles on Hetun\'s resolute face twitched unsteadily, the corners of his mouth fiercely twitched, and after slightly sighing out a mouthful of impure air, he slowly replied:

"It\'s better if you answer it!"

Xueluo knew that the Hetun would not answer his phone!

At least not yet! As for whether he would accept it in the future, that was a completely different story!

Xueluo did it on purpose.

She just wanted to remind Hetun: Don\'t be in such a hurry to protect your son. Whether Feng Xinglang can forgive you or not, and whether he will accept you, the unknown is just too big!

Furthermore, how did Hetun know that he had slapped Feng Xinglang in the face at the entrance of the pharmacy?

Could he have sent someone to follow her?

In fact, Xueluo was overthinking things. Even if it was, the one he was following was his own son!

It was just that Xueluo couldn\'t understand: saw her beating Feng Xinglang; then, did Hetun choose to ignore Feng Xinglang\'s attack? There was also Feng Xinglang who shouted at her ferociously, but he didn\'t see anything?

Xueluo originally wanted to forbid them from bringing him up in good faith so that Hetun could hear his son\'s voice. Since the Hetun is such a protector, in the depths of her heart, she should really want to be closer to her son!

But Xueluo did not do so.

Because she was not sure if Feng Xinglang would converse with her on the phone. If the Hetun heard it, how embarrassing would that be!

"Where?"

The lazy voice of a man came over the phone with a hint of fatigue.

Xueluo panicked instinctively: If I were to say that it was in the Dance Training Center, there should be background music. Even in the hallway, or in the lounge. It couldn\'t be as quiet as it was now.

"Mr Feng, do I need to report to you?"

Xueluo was unable to answer in a short while, and yet, he did not think much of it.

Hearing the name "Mr. Feng", Hetun frowned.

It could be seen that he didn\'t like people calling him by the surname of Xing Mu\'s son!

"Heh, it has only been a few hours since I\'ve had an intimate relationship with you, and I\'ve even called you \'Mister Feng\'?"

The man\'s voice was so flirtatious that it almost reached her ears. Fortunately, Xueluo was well aware of Feng Xinglang\'s raw materials and did not use his handphone.

Otherwise, he would be embarrassed!

"Feng Xinglang, stop talking. In a while, I will go to the kindergarten to pick up Nuonuo, and then I will go and see Duo Duo … "

This afternoon, this was indeed what Xueluo was going to do.

It was just that there was one more thing to it: He had sneakily brought his son to Shallow Water Bay to visit.

Who would have thought that the Hetun didn\'t seem to be grateful to her and even taught her a lesson? Saying that she had hit Feng Xinglang in the street in front of Nuonuo …

"Hmm, I was about to tell you about picking Nuonuo up. Gentleman Bai is still unconscious, I don\'t know where that brat Bai Mo went. I can\'t leave right now … The driver has been sent to the training center to pick you up. It would be better if you, your own mother, were to take over our family\'s biological son. "

"No need for the driver to come and pick me up …" I\'m already on my way. " Xueluo said anxiously.

"So early?" What time is it? " The man was puzzled.

"Oh, I need to go to the supermarket first and get some fruit and ribs for Doo. Duo Duo said she really wanted to eat salted pork ribs. "

It was a simple lie.

"Which supermarket are you in? I\'ll tell the driver to wait for you. There\'s a car, and it\'s convenient. "

"No problem, I\'ll just take a taxi …"

"Lin Xueluo, where exactly are you?"

Feng Xinglang\'s cold voice came out from the phone.

"..." Xueluo was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the Hetun.

If Feng Xinglang found out that he had secretly brought his son to see Hetun, Feng Xinglang would definitely drive over immediately.

What kind of excuse could he use to make this man believe him?

"Alright then … I\'m dating! "

In short, Xueluo was quite quick-witted. Since she knew of this excuse, Feng Xinglang would probably believe 80% of it.

"A blind date? You still dare to go on a blind date? " The man\'s voice began to sound harsh.

"Isn\'t it hard for me to refuse a favor! "As you know, those uncles and aunties are too passionate …"

Alright, since it\'s a lie, then I\'ll have to go through with it. A lie must be maintained with countless lies.

"Let me ask you again: where are you?" The man\'s voice became lower and lower.

"What do you care where I am!?" Feng Xinglang, what\'s with your attitude? I\'m not talking to you anymore, I\'m hanging up! "

Xueluo had a very good acting, which showed that he was suffering greatly, and was suffering unspeakably.

After forcefully cutting off the call, Xueluo looked at Hetun apologetically. Just as she was about to speak, she did not expect the Hetun to speak first.

"Can\'t you speak properly with Ah Lang? Do you really have to shout like that? "

No matter how she listened to it, it seemed like those words were meant to criticize her, Lin Xueluo!

"Mr. Xing, are you saying that I\'m blaming Feng Xinglang for not having told him properly: I was bringing Nuonuo here?"

It was really enough! Was there anyone more aggrieved than her, Lin Xueluo?

"Now is not the time... There will be a day when I will be able to meet Ah Lang. "He doesn\'t have the surname Feng, he has the surname Xing. Sooner or later, he will have to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the sect!"

The Hetun said solemnly.

It could be seen that under the Hetun\'s remorse, guilt and remorse, there was also some extremely arrogant thing hidden within.

The thing that he was most proud of was: Feng Xinglang was his son!

It was a product of his shared love with his beloved woman.

How could he not be arrogant, not be pleased with himself, and not protect others?

Xueluo really wanted to give the Hetun a blow: You said that just by letting Feng Xinglang recognize his ancestors, he would recognize his ancestors? Don\'t you think about what an arrogant and arrogant man your own son is! Can you hold him?

Fine, it was better if he didn\'t have to be nosy! Wouldn\'t it be more persuasive for the Hetun to meet with a pile of ashes?

"Xueluo, in order to protect you in the past, he himself suffered so much … You need to be in love with him properly, so don\'t get angry with him every now and then. Do you understand? "

At this moment, Hetun acted as if he was Feng Xinglang\'s father. When he reprimanded Xueluo, his former daughter-in-law, she was truly carefree.

Xueluo instinctively wanted to retort, but stopped himself.

Thus, she changed her method.

A way of showing weakness in a low attitude.

"Mr. Xing, I want to fall in love with Xinglang as well … However... But he did not love me. He did everything for the sake of loving his own son. "

To see how his Hetun would react.

"Then you should let Fifteen stay with Ah Lang more and more. The two of them had been separated for more than five years, so of course their relationship had to be deeper. You must also properly nurture the relationship between you and Ah Lang. "I have to try my best to be gentle and give it what it wants …"

Xueluo could no longer bear listening to the words of the Hetun.

Xueluo finally understood: his grandson was a treasure, his son was also a treasure, only she, Lin Xueluo, was a root!

"That Mr. Xing … I\'m going to take Nuonuo back to the kindergarten. Your son is looking for us. "

After listening to Hetun\'s lecture with much patience, Xueluo hurriedly followed up.

"You\'re leaving just like that?"