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　　Chapter 726 - Vicious characters

　　The life waited and watched by his wife and children was blissful.

　　But the moment Feng Xinglang stepped into the villa, he inevitably felt guilty towards his wife and children.

　　Maybe it was just another person's mistake, but he, Feng Xinglang, was a man with a family. Sometimes, indulgence was undoubtedly tantamount to a crime.

　　The little friend Linnuo was holding Ma Mi Xueluo's arms as she listened to reading the report on Holmes. When he saw his father Feng Xinglang, he immediately jumped.

　　"Feng Xinglang, what's the time? Why did you only just return? They're starving your wife and children to death! "

　　The little guy continued to berate Feng Xinglang, who had returned late. Her small appearance was tinged with a faint sense of hostility.

　　"Daddy is busy making money for milk powder!"

　　Feng Xinglang explained to his son while grabbing onto the subtle expressions on Xueluo's face: Being with a group of uncles, it shouldn't be related to Weibo, WeChat, or any other fields, right?

　　Without question, Feng Xinglang was trying to determine whether or not Xueluo knew about the existence of those photos.

　　"Why don't you eat first with the child? If you are hungry and want to kiss your son, don't you feel heartache? "

　　Feng Xinglang carried his son who was whining loudly with each hand, and wrapped his arm around the woman's supple waist with the other.

　　"Your son is going to wait for your son to come back and eat together with your father. What else can I do?"

　　Xueluo reprimanded her softly, with a hint of dissatisfaction, and also full of love for men.

　　"... I love you! "My world!"

　　Feng Xinglang kissed his son Linnuo, then quickly kissed him on the cheek. He then hugged her tightly and snuggled up to her.

　　"Enough, Feng Xinglang. If you really love your precious son, come back early and have dinner with him! In case this little thing waits eagerly for you to come back. "

　　Xueluo followed the flow and made his own request. Of course, it was using his son Linnuo as a s.h.i.+eld.

　　After a pleasant dinner, Feng Xinglang accompanied his son to play for a while, and after personally coaxing the little guy to sleep, he got up and left.

　　Xueluo's gaze landed on the man on the balcony. His upright posture and lonely figure …

　　Feng Xinglang either called or answered calls from other people. Separated by the gla.s.s door and screen, Xueluo couldn't hear the contents of the letter, but he could feel the man's annoyance and hidden ruthlessness.