One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　What is right?

　　Feng Xinglang was already able to sort out the cause of the matter, as well as the process and details of the matter.

　　And from his son Nuonuo: It was Xing Ba who brought the little guy to Fang Yi Yan.

　　After settling down the little guy, Feng Xinglang called Xing Ba and confirmed the whole story.

　　However, he did not mention the matter of his son Nuonuo being beaten up to Xing Ba, nor did he reprimand Xing Ba for acting presumptuously to bring the little fellow to Fang Yi Yan.

　　In Feng Xinglang's opinion, his son's motive for wanting to be filial to his father was more than enough to offset the terrible outcome of the entire matter.

　　Besides, to have such a terrible ending, he had to be a prodigy himself.

　　"Daddy, why isn't Mommy back yet?"

　　Little's face had already turned a lot colder, she was no longer screaming in pain from the heat. She reached out her head towards the window, looking around at Mommy and Xueluo's figure.

　　"She beat you, her own son, so hard, and you still miss her?"

　　Feng Xinglang held the little guy's shoulders and kissed on the top of his head.

　　"Mommy beat up her own son. She must be very upset!"

　　The little guy sighed, "Father, let's go find her." It's not safe for a girl like her to run around outside. "

　　Feng Xinglang looked at his son's thoughtful little face quietly, and then smiled dotingly.

　　Avoiding the injured part of his body, Feng Xinglang hugged his son in his arms and kissed him. "Good son, I'll listen to you.

　　This was a complex psychology. Maybe Feng Xinglang was the same as his son, wanting to find his wife back;

　　After hearing that his son Nuonuo had been beaten up, and that he still retained the heartfelt love of his mother, Feng Xinglang was also moved in his heart.

　　If he had been like his son when he was young, and had shown more tolerance and care for his own mother, he wouldn't have …

　　"My son, what if your mother is still in the fire after we find her? What if she continues to hit your poor little stock?"

　　Feng Xinglang carried his son and asked while they walked down the stairs.

　　"If she wants to fight, then let her! Anyway, my biological son didn't do anything wrong! "