Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

The little guy seemed to be startled, he stared at Lin Xueluo mother with his clear and bright eyes, slightly astonished.

Obviously, the little guy had never thought of finding a new father!

"Mommy, it\'s enough for my biological son to have an adopted father!" The little guy said in a daze.

Xueluo was somewhat unable to read his son\'s thoughts, but it was also as if he could see a hint of a love that was similar to the love he had for Feng Xinglang in his eyes.

Therefore, Xueluo struck the iron while it was still hot: "Amity\'s mother also needs a man to love and protect her!"

In terms of scheming, a 5 year old little milk bag was definitely not a match for her mother, Xueluo.

Actually, after asking so many roundabout and roundabout questions, Xueluo only had one goal: To see if his son had any kinship with his father that was similar to blood as thick as water, other than hatred?

The little guy paused again, pouting as he thought about it.

"Kiss Mommy, can you wait a little longer? "When your own son grows up, I\'ll immediately marry you."

The child\'s world was truly very pure. He kissed his mother and said that he needed a man to take care of him. The little guy immediately thought that it was his turn to be that man who loved his mother and took care of her!

In Linnuo\'s 5 year old world, he did not know that the word \'love\' by Mommy Xueluo actually meant \'love\'! He didn\'t know that as his own son, he would never be able to marry his own mother.

Hearing his son\'s childish words, Xueluo was both sad and gratified.

She was glad that her son had become sensible and cared for her mother. She felt sad that as a woman, the care and love she wanted was actually from her 5-year-old son.

"Nuonuo, thank you!"

Xueluo hugged her child tightly.

She did not explain anything to her son Linnuo. She knew that as time passed, her son would understand that he could not marry his own mother.

The little guy cuddled up against Mommy\'s soft chest, looking very cute.

"Mommy, is that bastard Feng Xinglang good?" the little guy asked thoughtfully.

"..." Xueluo was startled, he did not know what his son meant, "Are you worried that your foster father will not be able to win against him?"

"No way! I was just worried that the bastard had died a horrible death! Do you think Ferrari will live after he dissolves? "

Before Xueluo could completely understand what his son meant, the little fellow added him with a sigh:

"I have a feeling that the bastard will survive! Otherwise, he is too inferior and unworthy to be my, Linnuo\'s, father! "

Xueluo was first shocked, then shocked and shocked.

"Nuonuo, what did you say? Feng Xinglang\'s Ferrari broke down? What exactly is going on? "

Xueluo was so nervous that he sat up straight.

"That bastard wouldn\'t let me go, so the Old Tweleve used his daughter to make a ruckus. After that, that bastard drove a Ferrari to chase after me and my foster father … After that, he hit his own protective barrier! Then his Ferrari dissolves, and may die! "

The little fellow briefly recounted what had happened.

The expression on her face was somewhat complicated. It was not just a schadenfreude. There was also a trace of regret and concentration of family members.

The little fellow didn\'t explain to Mommy and Xueluo: "Bastard, your father, Feng Xinglang, why did you crash into the protective shield!" Even he couldn\'t understand how Feng Xinglang could be so stupid, so stupid!

It was as if the little fellow wasn\'t worried about the safety of\'s father; he felt that the person who could become Linnuo\'s father must be a very powerful person! Just like the foster father Hetun!

It\'s not that easy to die.

Hearing his son Linnuo\'s description, Xueluo started to tremble.

Although his son\'s description was simple, Xueluo seemed to be able to feel the brutality and intensity of the scene at that time.

Xueluo knew very well just how brutal Hetun was. Adding on Feng Xinglang, that crazy guy, it was hard to avoid a fight.

"Dear Mommy, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing Xueluo being so silent for a long time, the little guy was a little worried, and he moved his little face closer to Xueluo.

"No …." "It\'s nothing!"

Xueluo suppressed the grief in his heart, holding up his son\'s small face that looked like Feng Xinglang\'s, he said seriously:

"Nuonuo, no matter how Feng Xinglang lets me down, it\'s still between him and me! But Feng Xinglang really did not let down your son! After he learned of your existence, he left his hope for life to us. Therefore, Nuonuo, anyone can hate him, but you can\'t! Do you understand? "

Xueluo was kind, her kindness made people\'s hearts ache for her!

"NO!" He\'s sorry to kiss Mommy, that\'s the same as being sorry to me! I want to destroy him on behalf of my mother! "

The little fellow insisted on correcting him.

"Nuonuo..."

"Kiss your mother! Your son is tired! He\'s going to sleep!"

The little guy crawled into the duvet, used his little arms to hug Ma Mi Xueluo\'s waist, and closed his eyes to no longer speak.

Xueluo still wanted to say something to his son Linnuo, but the words were stuck in his throat.

It was at this time that Yuan Duoduo called.

Everything that had just happened had already exceeded the limits of what she could bear.

She didn\'t know how she was going to live, whether she was going to live or not.

"Xueluo, I don\'t want to live anymore … I can\'t live on. "

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Duoduo\'s painful cry rang.

"Duoduo, what\'s wrong with you? Don\'t be silly! I can think of a way to get the money, but as for the job, I\'ll work with you; that bastard Feng Xinglang only wants to scare you, he won\'t follow you for real … "

Xueluo explained anxiously. Thinking about it, Yuan Duoduo was also not that type of woman who was weak to the point of wanting to be shortsighted. However, the crying sounds of Yuan Duoduo on the other end of the phone, were truly heart-tearing and lung-splitting.

"Xueluo, I … I was. They were annihilated! "

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To be safe, Xueluo asked Xing Lao to send her to Yuan Duoduo\'s residence. He also brought along a hundred thousand yuan in cash.

Yuan Duoduo threw himself into Xueluo\'s embrace and cried his heart out. The clothing under the down jacket was torn and tattered, and there were still some bloodstains on his face and body.

Xueluo did not interrogate her seriously. Instead, she cried happily in her arms.

After Yuan Duoduo calmed down, Xueluo asked.

When Xueluo found out that the person being frivolous to Yuan Duoduo was Night Villa\'s crown prince, Bai Mo, she was also stunned.

"Xueluo, what should I do?" Yuan Duoduo cried like a walnut.

"Call the police!"

After a long while, Xueluo finally spoke in a bland voice. She could not accept that her good friend had been so brutally humiliated by a man.

"But... If I reported this to the police, wouldn\'t that mean that everyone in Shen City knew that someone had beaten me up … You gave me a disgrace? "

Yuan Duoduo had always been feeling inferior. She cared a lot about what people thought of her.

Not calling the police, it was all for the sake of reputation!

The reason why he called the police was because he didn\'t want the criminals to get away with it!

With the position of the Bai Family in the Shen City, Xueluo was truly unable to make decisions and decisions for Yuan Duoduo!