One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Until dinner time, he did not see the figure of Hetun.
Was the Hetun really going to lock him up in the dark room for two days?
Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to bring his wife and children back to the Shen City right away; however, Xueluo and her son seemed to be very interested in the Hetun that was imprisoned in the little black room. Especially little friend Linnuo, from time to time he would run out to take a peek at the entrance of the tunnel.
Although the foster son s did not disobey Feng Xinglang's family of three with harsh words, they could clearly feel their coldness.
Including Xing Ba, he did not look cold nor hot. Presumably, they were very dissatisfied with Feng Xinglang's family for oppressing Hetun like this.
The entire Pater Castle had fallen into an inexplicable state of lifelessness. Moreover, the suppression was very uncomfortable.
Linnuo's little friend felt a little uncomfortable. It was not only because of the foster father Hetun imprisoned in the small dark room, it was also because of his sworn brothers who had ignored him.
Little Fifteen, who had originally been praised by the crowd, had now been reduced to a point where his sworn brothers didn't even look at him.
"Is my foster father's dinner ready yet? Hurry up! I still need to send it to my foster father later! "
The little guy ran into the kitchen and urged.
The chef spoke in English, so the little guy could understand most of the words: Old Tweleve should have already sent over foster father Hetun's dinner!
"This Old Tweleve is stealing my credit again!"
The little guy hummed in dissatisfaction as he ran towards the dark room.
At the entrance to the dark room, the little guy was stopped by the Xing Wu.
"Stupid Old Five, what are you doing? You dare to stop me? It's the opposite of you! "
Usually, Xing Wu would only get bullied by this little fellow, but this time, Xing Wu had a cold and fierce face, he just ignored the chattering Little Fifteen.
In short, it was better to not let him in!
"Stinky Old Five! Are you going to rebel? "
The little guy purposely barked loudly. It had always been his forte.
Xing Wu still stood motionlessly at the entrance, not allowing the little guy to enter.
Since foster father Hetun had voluntarily accepted the punishment, the crowd of foster son s could not persuade his; however, they could not help but blame their discontent towards the insensible Little Fifteen. Everyone could see how much a foster father doted on his younger brother! Yet, the little fellow had become so pampered …
He was no longer a mere pampered genius! He had completely ascended to the point where he would repay kindness with enmity!
All the sworn brothers thought: No matter who this little fellow takes revenge on, he can't take revenge on foster father Hetun!
The little guy's loud voice brought out Xing Ba who was waiting inside.
"Fifteen, you're making trouble again!"
The furious Xing s.h.i.+'er could no longer be bothered to talk to Feng Xinglang's family of three. Only Xing Ba, who had a slightly more tactful and tactful att.i.tude, was willing to bother with the unreasonable and unreasonable little friend Linnuo.
"How am I messing around?" I'm here to see my foster father! "
The creature bit its lip and peered into the gloom of the pa.s.sage.
"Your family has locked your foster father in the small dark room! What else do you want? Not even giving your foster father food? "
Actually, Xing Ba was blaming himself in his heart. If he hadn't called for Feng Xinglang back then, he wouldn't have indirectly forced his foster father into this place.
"How could I be so bad!"
The wronged Lil Thing cried out, "I was just thinking of my foster father, come and see him!"
"Father doesn't need you to look at him! Who told my foster father to lock up in that small dark room! Eighth brother doesn't even want to talk to you! Go play on the side! "
