1543 - Dad taught you!

　　Feng Xinglang knew that the less he contacted his wife and children, the safer they would be.

　　Unable to actively contact his own wife, Feng Xinglang placed all of his thoughts on his son Linnuo.

　　Plus, his son's phone was hung up before he could finish talking, which made his heart clench for the rest of the afternoon.

　　When it was late, Feng Xinglang rushed over to Shallow Water Bay, wanting to accompany the little fellow to eat dinner before returning back to Feng Family.

　　"Father … "My dear father..."

　　Linnuo wanted to run out to greet her father, but Xing Wu pulled her back into his embrace once again and leaned towards the corner.

　　Judging from Xing Wu's swollen forehead and his face full of scratches, he must have suffered quite a bit from the little fellow's ruckus.

　　"Nuonuo!"

　　Feng Xinglang tightly embraced his son, and messily kissed the little fellow's small, sweaty face. "What are you doing? So hot? "

　　"He's fighting with the smelly Old Five!" The little fellow said in a stern voice.

　　"Did you bully the Old Five again?"

　　Feng Xinglang looked at Xing Wu apologetically; Xing Wu looked like he was about to cry. Since Xing s.h.i.+'er was not around, and he had to bring Xing s.h.i.+qi and the others out to handle some matters, he could only let them take care of his beloved little fifteenth brother.

　　"No... The smelly Old Five is asking to be beaten up! "

　　The little fellow glared at Xing Wu furiously, signalling him: If you dare complain, be careful of your pig face!

　　"Do you think that Old Five cannot beat you? Isn't he the one who let you win the fight and pampered you? "

　　Feng Xinglang really could not bear to blame his son who was imprisoned in the Shallow Water Bay for not being able to leave the Shallow Water Bay.

　　"Father … Will you take your own son home? "

　　The little guy sat coquettishly in Feng Xinglang's embrace, and began to arch his body to act like a spoiled child, "My dear son, don't stay in this d.a.m.ned place anymore!"

　　"Be good, after your father has dealt with the matters of the military thug, I will bring my son home!"

　　Feng Xinglang stroked the little guy's head, his heart aching from being squeezed.

　　"Don't... Son, don't stay here alone! " The little guy whimpered, feeling wronged, "Your son wants to be with your father!"

　　"Be good, Nuonuo … Be good... [My father wants to be with my son, but my father is so sorry …] First, the father must ensure the safety of his son … Father has promised his son that he will get rid of that bad guy as soon as possible! "

　　With his biological father by his side, the little guy had an exceptionally good dinner. He didn't need the Xing Wu to feed him a spoonful, he just wanted to make a ruckus.