Chapter 1752 - Gentle Watch 28

　　The Feng Yishan who pa.s.sed away, had forced himself onto Feng Xinglang. Although it was his childhood, Feng Xinglang had still enjoyed a short period of fatherly love.

　　To Feng Xinglang who had yearned for family love back then, this was undoubtedly precious.

　　At that time, Feng Xinglang was perhaps confused: Why did they love each other?

　　But now, he understood! He could also understand the brutality and brutality that Feng Yishan had suddenly inflicted on him.

　　For a woman, Feng Yishan was willing to be Chen s.h.i.+mei. He was scolded and hated by others; he abandoned his original wife and brought the other women back to Feng Family.

　　One day, when he found out that he had given up so many women to give birth to her and another man's child … One could imagine the mixed feelings of grief and resentment!

　　At this moment, Hetun was sad, but also painful. That was his guilty conscience after knowing that Feng Xinglang was his biological son!

　　However, no matter how much he made up for it, his own son would never forgive him.

　　Therefore, in Feng Xinglang's eyes, he was not even comparable to the already dead Feng Yishan.

　　Seeing Hetun in such pain, Xueluo really couldn't bear it anymore.

　　No matter what Hetun did that year, it was all a fault he committed without knowing. Moreover, he had been doing his best to make up for it. Even though he was tyrannical and even though he was arrogant, his love for his son Feng Xinglang was true, and was obvious to all.

　　At that moment, Xueluo didn't know how to answer her husband, or how to comfort the Hetun whose soul was injured …

　　"Daddy, why are you blabbering! Isn't your father my foster father? My foster father is living well! Furthermore, my foster father is dead, so I don't like you, b.a.s.t.a.r.d! "

　　He then emphasized the next few sentences, "I'll tell brother Buggy not to like you either! And my mommy doesn't like you either! Let you be alone! "

　　Maybe, little friend Feng Linnuo did not know of the existence of someone like Feng Yi Mountain. Even if you heard it from his mouth, you wouldn't care.

　　The little guy's favoritism toward him allowed Hetun's sorrowful face to show traces of comfort.

　　"Stinking brat, why are you talking to your father?! "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

　　Feng Xinglang's words were still filled with affection. Perhaps it was due to him having an unhappy childhood, which was why Feng Xinglang had especially doted on his two children. He didn't even have principles.

　　"When will your father be coming?" Xueluo lowered his voice and reminded his son.

　　"Mommy asked when you were coming to pick up your wives and sons!" The scolded little guy parroted.

　　"It's already on the way. It'll only take ten minutes." Feng Xinglang gently replied to his still very arrogant eldest son.