Chapter 1496 - A Little Mischief

　　"Big Baibai, why are you hugging my dad?"

　　The little guy saw that Bai Mo was hugging his father Feng Xinglang tightly, and did not hear Bai Mo's voice that was filled with anger.

　　"My father touched the stomach of a beautiful woman and was just beaten up by my mother. You're hugging my father like this … Maybe my unreasonable Mommy will hit my dad again! "

　　Although Bai Mo was a boy, hugging his own father so tightly without restraint really made him feel weird.

　　Feng Xinglang made a silent gesture towards his son Linnuo; then, he patted Bai Mo's shoulders, which was trembling from crying.

　　Actually, this kind of situation was quite common. Especially before Feng Lixin got injured, if anything bad happened to him, he would run over to Feng Xinglang and cry for no reason for a while. After that, everything would be fine!

　　"Big Baibai... Are you crying? "

　　Only after approaching did the little guy hear Bai Mo's suppressed sobs.

　　"Good boy, go and play with Little Brother Wuyang. Dad will chat with Big Baibai for a while!"

　　In fact, Feng Xinglang was actually quite envious of Bai Mo. To think that he could save so much face by running over and hugging him and crying for a while to alleviate his sorrowful mood.

　　But Feng Xinglang would never do that!

　　Because whether it was before or now, he was someone else's support! He could only force himself to become a support that would never collapse!

　　"Big Baibai, just cry for a little while, and don't cry for too long … It's very embarra.s.sing! "

　　After throwing that provocative comforting sentence, the little guy fished out a piece of fruit from under the plate and hid it in his pocket. Then, he ran out of his dad's CEO's office and ran towards the secretary next door.

　　"Young Master Nuo, you're here?" Wendy called out.

　　"Sister Wendy, you look so beautiful today!" The little guy said sweetly, "I'm here to play with Little Brother Wuyang."

　　"Wuyang is in the inner room, drinking from a bottle!"

　　The moment little friend Linnuo entered, Yan Wuyang immediately threw the bottle of milk and crawled towards him.

　　"Yan Wuyang, finish your bottle before you can play with Brother Nuonuo!"

　　The growl was no longer effective; the bottle was forced into its mouth, and the little thing only took two perfunctory bites before throwing it away.

　　As Linnuo retreated towards the door, the little Wuyang continued to crawl towards it.

　　First, he played with little Wuyang's Secretary in the outer room for a while, and the bored Linnuo little friend moved towards the door, and little Wuyang naturally followed him out.

　　In an empty corner, Linnuo's little friend looked around. Seeing that no one was around, he immediately took out a piece of lemon peel from his pocket and stuffed it into Yan Wuyang's mouth.