One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　If you don't want to raise it, I'll raise it for you!

　　Upon mentioning Feng Lixin, Hetun's expression immediately became dejected.

　　In Hetun's eyes, Feng Lixin was undoubtedly a cripple that was half dead; if not for the fact that he had risked his life to save his own son, Ah Lang, Hetun probably wouldn't even have given him a chance to meet him!

　　Hearing that his capa had arrived, Feng Tuantuan cried even harder.

　　"Papa …" He wanted his papa … Hurry and save them! "

　　Being cried so miserably by the little thing, Hetun was quite annoyed.

　　Under the envelopment of the 'granddaughter' halo, Hetun, who originally viewed Feng Tuantuan as less than gra.s.s, now started to love him dearly.

　　"Stop crying! Feng Lixin is not your father! "My son, Xing Lang!"

　　Hetun's words that were neither soft nor hard had no effect at all, Feng Tuantuan continued to cry loudly.

　　"Old Tweleve, hurry up and bring this girl away from this secret pa.s.sage. "Don't delay, go directly to the airport!"

　　"Old Five, go and block Feng Lixin at the entrance, I don't want to see him!"

　　Hetun was quickly irritated by the little thing in her arms that only knew how to bawl.

　　"They won't leave … "I want to go home with Papa!"

　　"Don't worry, as long as you behave, Grandpa will bring you back soon!"

　　Hetun shoved the crying Feng Tuantuan into Xing s.h.i.+'er's embrace reluctantly.

　　"Father, can I use the sedative?"

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er frowned and asked. Bringing a crying child with him, the goal was too obvious.

　　The Hetun hesitated, "Don't do it too much! This child is very light, do not overdo it! "

　　"... "Good foster father."

　　He had only just become the little girl's biological grandpa, and he was already spoiling this little thing that loved to cry?

　　It seemed that as long as it was his own son's offspring, the Hetun would not refuse anyone!

　　At the entrance of the Shallow Water Bay.

　　The more Xing Wu chattered about stopping Feng Lixin, the more Feng Lixin felt like his daughter Feng Tuantuan was in Hetun's villa.

　　Vaguely, he seemed to hear his daughter's crying.

　　Thus, for his daughter, Feng Lixin fought the Xing Wu with all his might.

　　Feng Lixin was not a match for the big and st.u.r.dy Xing Wu, he was easily pushed, and fell onto the cobblestone floor one after another.

　　Butler Mo brought out a walking stick that Feng Lixin occasionally used, and smashed towards Xing Wu's face.

　　Xing Wu was enraged, and fought back with all his might. With a heavy punch, he knocked down Butler Mo who was already over sixty years old.

　　Feng Lixin, who had pounced over once again, was kicked down almost at the same time.

　　Feng Lixin's body simply could not withstand such destruction. After a few cycles of reincarnation, he could no longer get up.

　　Seeing blood flowing out of the corner of First Young Master's mouth, he bore the pain and moved over to help him up.

　　But Feng Lixin, who had finally been helped off the ground, was about to rush towards the Xing Wu who was blocking his path …

　　"First Young Master, we are not his match. Let's call Second Young Master! "

　　"No …" No fighting allowed! Wu Ji is my daughter, don't disturb Xinglang's family anymore! "

　　"First Young Master, how dare you say such words at such a time! The most important thing was their lives! The ball was also Second Young Master's niece, Second Young Master loved it so much, so he would definitely not sit idly by! "