Chapter 1589 - You're an impostor

　　The little fellow's gaze was firm, and his words firm.

　　But in his heart, he clearly knew that he was just an extremely insignificant member of the foster father Hetun. If he couldn't become the most outstanding out of their group of children, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to be called the foster father of the Hetun!

　　"Is your foster father the only one who dotes on you? What about your father, Feng Xinglang? Is he spoiling you? "

　　The Hetun had annihilated 13 of his family, so how could Celeste only take action against his most beloved foster son? Feng Xinglang, as well as Feng Xinglang's wife, which was also the son and daughter-in-law of the Hetun, were all targets for him to silence.

　　"Of course my father loves me!" The little guy straightened his back.

　　When it mentioned Feng Xinglang, the little guy was slightly proud. Although he was only Feng Xinglang's son for half a month, the little guy had really fallen for Feng Xinglang's temporary father.

　　"Then obediently give me your father's contact information! "Unless..."

　　Celeste's eyes became deep and frightening, "Unless you're an imposter, you don't even know how to contact Feng Xinglang!"

　　Celeste was crafty. Furthermore, he had a talent like Mannie by his side.

　　Obviously, he was testing this calm and unhurried child in front of him.

　　Logically speaking, this child should have quite the character and demeanor of a Hetun: willful, pampered, and when facing blood and injuries, he was much calmer than an ordinary child!

　　"You are the imposter! I am my father's biological son, how could I not know my father's cell phone number! "

　　In fact, the little guy wasn't being agitated by Celeste, but if she were to display an overly calm and quick-witted att.i.tude, it would only make Celeste, whose heart was heavy with suspicion, even more so doubt her. Thus, he fell into Celeste's trap.

　　"I don't believe it!" I already got your dad's cell number. If you're his son, you'll know! "

　　"Humph!" I'm not fooled by you! " The little fellow hummed childishly.

　　"That can only mean that you are an imposter!" Celeste continued to agitate the slightly anxious and red-eyed Xing s.h.i.+wu.

　　"You're the fake one!"

　　The little guy pouted and said, "It doesn't matter if I tell you! My father will come with my foster father to save me! "

　　"En, that's good!"

　　Celeste smiled coldly after succeeding, "You should have let your father come with your foster father to save you!"

　　That way, I can send all of you to h.e.l.l!

　　as well as all the foster son s of the Hetun, they had to die!

　　… ….

　　Yan Bang very naturally wrapped a bath towel around Feng Xinglang and helped him dry his wet hair.

　　Warm water had the effect of activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Feng Xinglang felt much more comfortable.