Who is the Third Party?

　　Bai Mo was beaten up by Gentleman Bai using his walking stick.

　　Coincidentally, Bai Mo also didn't want to stay; so he was smoothly beaten out by the old man!

　　Yuan Duoduo stood there in a daze.

　　I actually have that kind of crush on Shui Qiannong! Not only was she beautiful, but she was also very gentle! could be said to treat Doudou and Yaya as though they were his own! Such a good woman, of course I, Bai Mo, will cherish her more! "

　　Bai Mo's words were like a sharp sword that pierced the heart, causing thousands of holes to appear on Yuan Duoduo's heart!

　　Yuan Duoduo wanted to cry, but he couldn't!

　　She was really worried about what she feared the most, but the heavens just gave her what she feared the most.

　　Bai Mo fell in love with the gentle and beautiful Shui Qiannong … And Shui Qiannong treated Doudou and Yaya as if they were his own;

　　What a perfect pair of lovers!

　　Only now did Yuan Duoduo realize that he had really become that unnecessary third party!

　　"Duo Duo, don't be sad, that Bai Mo brat is vomiting! If he dares to have second thoughts, Grandpa will break his legs! "

　　Even if he broke his legs, what use would it be? His heart was no more!

　　At this moment, Yuan Duoduo started to suspect: Did Bai Mo find his true love? ?

　　"Duo Duo, I know you are worried for Doudou, so let's eat dinner first. I will accompany you to the vacation villa to see them in a while!"

　　Gentleman Bai lightly patted Yuan Duoduo's shoulder, and sighed with a tinge of sadness.

　　"There's no need to check it out..."

　　Yuan Duoduo laughed bitterly, "With Shui Qiannong here, I will definitely take good care of Doudou!"

　　That night, Yuan Duoduo basically did not sleep at all. She had thought of many things, for her two daughters, and for herself.

　　… ….

　　Xing Er and his son also partic.i.p.ated in his funeral.

　　Feng Xinglang didn't have too much of an impression of Xing Er, so it was impossible to say whether it was his evaluation or his hate. He only partic.i.p.ated in Xing Er's funeral because he wanted to accompany his son, Feng Linnuo, and also because of what Xing Er had said before he pa.s.sed away.

　　Hetun stayed in front of Xing Er's coffin for a long time in silence. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he felt that the figure of his back, which had lost an arm, was exceptionally old and frail.

　　Xing Ba, who was barely able to hold on, swayed his body swiftly. Xing s.h.i.+si stepped forward and supported him.

　　"Fourteen, take Xing Ba back to rest first."

　　The one who spoke was Feng Xinglang; his words were already useful among the Hetun. Especially the foster son that he was familiar with.

　　"I'm fine..."

　　Xing Ba waved his hand and still decided to stay behind to send Xing Er off on his final journey.