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　　Chapter 595 - I was afraid that your heart would hurt Feng Xinglang

　　Actually, the little fellow only had a happy expression because his b.a.s.t.a.r.d father was still in Shallow Water Bay. It was not taken away the way Mommy Xueluo had said it was.

　　He yearned to be close to his own father; he yearned for the kind of fatherly love that he could not have.

　　However, to a child, this method was a bit more cruel and sorrowful.

　　Perhaps the little guy hadn't realized that ever since Feng Xinglang found out that he was his son, he had always possessed Feng Xinglang's fatherly love, and had never been missing.

　　It could also be traced back to even further: From the moment Feng Xinglang knew that the little fellow had been pregnant, as well as the separation of father and son in these five years, the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's biological father's love had always existed in some way! Even though the little fellow couldn't comprehend it.

　　"Did you see your father?"

　　Xueluo was startled, and immediately questioned his son.

　　The little guy shook his head in frustration, "I didn't see it! The door to the dark room was locked! But Old Tweleve said: Feng Xinglang has always been here! "

　　There was no movement during the night … Could it be that Feng Xinglang really planned to stay here for a long time?

　　The Little Black room's environment was damp and dark. Feng Xinglang, who was probably used to living like a prince, should not be able to get used to it for long.

　　"Nuonuo, your foster father, Feng Xinglang, is your father's prisoner. You … "Aren't you sad?"

　　Xueluo asked. The one who didn't want to see the gap between father and son the most was Xueluo.

　　"It's sad, too... But... It wasn't that bad! Who told that b.a.s.t.a.r.d to abandon his wife and children! He deserves to be locked in Little Black room by his foster father! "

　　The little guy had just finished speaking when Hetun's low and deep shout came from the living room.

　　"Fifteen... Fifteen... Come and accompany your foster father to eat breakfast! "

　　It seemed that Hetun was getting more and more accustomed to having Little Fifteen to accompany him on his three meals a day.

　　"Mommy, I'll go eat breakfast with my foster father first. I'll have a meal with Mommy later. "

　　After the little guy hugged his mother Xueluo, he turned around and ran off.

　　Xueluo stood still in his original position. Her son's words, "He deserves to be locked in the little dark room by his foster father." really made her worry.

　　It seemed like the 'abandonment' of Feng Xinglang the other time had more or less created a shadow in his son's heart!