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　　Chapter 545 - Accompanying is the Confession of the Longest Love!

　　In less than an hour, Xing s.h.i.+'er walked in from outside the villa with the happy Little Fifteen in tow.

　　Old Chu recognized that the little boy that Xing s.h.i.+'er was holding onto was Feng Xinglang's son. At this moment, he wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h the little fellow from Xing s.h.i.+'er's hands, but it was too much for him to do so.

　　"Foster father... Father... Fifteen is back! "

　　The little guy ran towards Hetun on the sofa with a huff. The moment Hetun saw the little guy, his cold eyebrows also relaxed. He opened his arms and wrapped the little thing in his arms.

　　"Father, do you really want to be fifteen?" The little fellow asked arrogantly.

　　"Of course I want to! Fifteen is my foster father's precious baby! "

　　At this moment, Hetun hugged the little fellow, which was equivalent to hugging onto the wager for complete victory in the battle between him and Feng Xinglang.

　　Although Feng Xinglang had saved Lin Xueluo, it was still a chess piece that Hetun had abandoned!

　　From today onwards, from now on, fifteen years old would be enough to have a foster father like him! As for Lin Xueluo's mother, it was about time for her to be weaned and taken care of! That was why Hetun had allowed Feng Xinglang to bring Lin Xueluo away so generously!

　　Actually, if Feng Xinglang did not leave Lin Xueluo, staying behind would become a 'trouble'. I have to try to wean the kid out of milk! This was the Hetun's goal.

　　"Foster father, you don't know how much benefits and disadvantages fifteen has … They actually escaped from Yan Bang's nest! "He even got into the car and climbed into a jeep that was about to drive away!"

　　The little fellow spoke in all sorts of ostentatious manner. He left out the process of sneaking into the trash can to hide and wait. Because the little guy thought it would be embarra.s.sing to drill into a trash can.

　　There was no difference in age when it came to face!

　　"You are my, Xing Mu's, foster son!" "You are worthy of praise for your courage and scheming!"

　　Hetun kissed the little fellow's cheek, but he could smell a strange scent, "Fifteen, what's that smell on your body?"

　　"It's nothing. Fifteen just went to take a bath and the fragrance came back!"

　　The little fellow immediately climbed down from Hetun's leg and ran into the room to find its mother.

　　But two minutes later, the little guy ran out again.

　　"Old Tweleve, where did my mother go? How could she not be in the room? "

　　Along the way, the little guy had asked Xing s.h.i.+'er about Mommy and Lin Xueluo's situation, but Xing s.h.i.+'er kept on using the words' you'll know when you get home 'to cover for the little thing. The purpose of the plan was to trick the little guy into coming back.