Chapter 1705 - Twisting Love 33
Acting cute?
That was a good idea.
"This time... We really have to rely on our own son! "
Feng Xinglang's serious expression made the little guy extremely happy.
"Daddy, hurry up and say it: How did you make Mommy unhappy? Your son will definitely make Mommy happy! "
Seeing that even his own father was troubled, the little fellow was eager to give it a try.
"Well... "That's a long story …"
The reason why Feng Xinglang wanted to say something but was hesitant seemed to be to observe and consider whether or not his son, who was almost eight years old, could keep this secret, or perhaps only had the opposite effect.
Since his wife had just received a huge shock two days ago, Feng Xinglang had to be extremely careful.
"Dad, if you have something to say, just say it! Why are you hesitating? In front of your own son, what is there to be embarra.s.sed about! "
The little guy urged. He was eager to show off his sense of being needed.
"Let's start with the first question …"
Feng Xinglang still chose to take things step by step, "Your little sister is injured, and it's not light either! She got hurt protecting your mommy! "
"Ah?" Is the slug hurt? What's going on? Why didn't my dad and Old Fourteen protect Mommy properly?! "
The little guy was a little eager, and a little reproachful. How did Feng Family fall to the point of needing a little kid to protect Mommy?
"It was my father's negligence..."
Feng Xinglang briefly explained the matter of Xia Yishu attacking his wife and Feng Tuantuan to his son, Linnuo.
"Ah?" Xia Yishu that witch came out to cause trouble again?
The little guy humphed in dissatisfaction, "Father, what are you doing? Before my own son left, there were people who wanted you to take good care of Mommy! "
"It is indeed your father's fault, your father apologizes to you."
Feng Xinglang lightly rubbed her son's face, "But your mother has legs, it's impossible to guard against!"
"Then is Mommy and Little Sister okay?" Linnuo asked.
"Your mommy's okay, but her stomach … The baby was fine, too. Even your little sister, who rolled down the stairs and hit her head, had a slight concussion, and a little bruise on the palm of her hand. "She's only a few years old, it's quite heartbreaking to look at."
This Xia Yishu, she is courting death! Tomorrow I will have Coburn destroy her! " The little fellow bellowed angrily.
"... Who is Coburn? " Feng Xinglang frowned and asked.
"My foster father's new subordinate!" The little guy answered.
"A subordinate? Not some foster son? It's not called Xing or a dozen? "
Feng Xinglang asked with interest. Presumably, this Ke Ben should be the new eyes that he had seen at Hetun's side.
"Coburn was going to take my eighth brother's place, but I didn't agree, so I called him Coburn!"
This explanation … It's a bit of a game.
"That Ke Ben is also your foster father's foster son?" Feng Xinglang asked again.
"It doesn't seem to be, but it seems to be... But that Ke Ben had defeated the Old Tweleve! Then, the Old Tweleve got angry and ran off to get a plastic surgery! "
You think you can just run away after defeating him? This Xing s.h.i.+'er is too reckless!
"Um …" Old Tweleve is so confident in handing your foster father over to this Ke Ben?! "
This was the crux of the matter. It was also what Feng Xinglang was worried about. Although the Hetun was only his biological father.
Little friend Linnuo scratched his head and thought, "I heard that this guy called Cabourn is my foster father's … One of his trump cards! Dad, what do you mean by 'trump card'? Is that the biggest card? "
"More or less..." Feng Xinglang replied.
One of his trump cards? What do you mean? The Hetun had done so much, what 'trump card' did they have now?