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

　　Chapter 1095 - Foolish son and treacherous father

　　The sharpness of Feng Xinglang's words and sharp thinking would force a majority of people to let him lead them by the nose.

　　Without question, at this moment, Xueluo had also fallen into a strange loop of her husband, Feng Xinglang.

　　"Feng Xinglang, stop being so fierce towards my mother! "You're so annoying!"

　　Linnuo's little friend went forward and hugged Xueluo's waist, pressing his little face against Mummy's body, stroking her waist.

　　"Mommy, don't be mad at your son …" Your own son knows he's wrong! "

　　At this moment, 'admitting his wrongs' didn't mean that the little guy was actually aware that he was at fault for breaking into the Fang family. He just felt that he had infuriated his mother, and that was his fault.

　　Xueluo was silent as she let his son prop him up. He was pretending to be cute as he begged for her forgiveness.

　　Xueluo seemed to be confused: "Who exactly caused Mother Fang's death?" Could it be that it was just as Feng Xinglang said, a result of him lying to Fang Yi Yan in good faith?

　　"Xueluo, even if it's a white lie, there will still be a day when it will be seen through."

　　Feng Xinglang's words were much gentler, "Perhaps, what Mother Fang hates the most in this life is being deceived! Especially the one who deceived her, is her own biological son! "

　　Feng Xinglang said those words with a motive in mind.

　　It was because her mind was abnormal because she had been cheated by her feelings. Xueluo more or less knew something.

　　Sighing lightly, Feng Xinglang stroked his son Feng Linnuo's little head, "Our son's personality is a little strange, but he really didn't think that his son would be harmed by his mother. "He just stated a fact to Mother Fang."

　　"But... But Aunt Fang, she … " Xueluo choked up.

　　"How about this, I'll bring Nuonuo and devoutly wors.h.i.+p Mother Fang."

　　Linnuo's little friend was just about to say something, but his little mouth was covered by his father, Feng Xinglang, preventing the little thing from screaming.

　　Lowering his head, he signaled the little guy with his eyes. Only then did the little guy understand and tightly pursed his lips.

　　"There's no need..."

　　Xueluo heaved a long sigh, "The one Fang Yi Yan doesn't want to see the most right now is probably you two!"

　　Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, before replying in a low tone. "Then father and son, we'll listen to you."