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A flash of astonishment appeared in Hetun\'s eyes. Of course he wanted to keep Xueluo and her son, but when he thought about what it was, he couldn\'t say it out loud.

"Could it be... You still want me to stay with Nuonuo for dinner? It would be weird if your son was not satisfied with Shen City finding his son! "

Xueluo muttered.

In the end, Hetun nodded his head helplessly. He chose to cater to Feng Xinglang.

"Oh right, Mr. Xing, I want to transfer Nuonuo\'s account to my name." Xueluo probed.

"Transfer it to your name?"

Hetun was startled, "Isn\'t it good to leave it under my name as a grandfather!?"

Good? Mr. Hetun, it\'s just that you think it\'s pretty good, right?

"This is also Feng Xinglang\'s intention! He, he agreed to give me the authority to take care of Linnuo. "

Xueluo decided to use Feng Xinglang to suppress the Hetun and fight for the custody of his son.

Hetun frowned, "How can this be? Nuonuo is a child of our Xing Family. From today onwards, his name is Xing Nuo, and his childhood name is Nuonuo, or maybe fifteen. "

"Nuonuo is also my, Lin Xueluo\'s, child!"

To tell the truth, at this moment, Xueluo inexplicably had a wave of anger surging within him. How could the child she painstakingly gave birth to not belong to her, Lin Xueluo? If she were to change her name, wouldn\'t she have to transfer her son\'s account to her mother\'s name?

"Why are you in such a hurry?" I didn\'t say fifteen wasn\'t your child. You will always be the mother of fifteen! "

Hetun felt that it was unreasonable for Xueluo to suddenly cause a ruckus.

"Mommy, can Nuonuo bring this intellective — bot home?"

Linnuo ran out while carrying a robot, acting cute like he wanted to bring back the toy foster father Hetun gave him.

"No way!"

Xueluo rejected him flatly. He sounded slightly annoyed.

"It\'s nothing? Nuonuo likes this bot! " The little guy was in a bad mood.

"Then how are you going to explain to your dad where this robot came from?" Xueluo asked.

"Just say that it\'s from foster father..."

After saying that, the little guy did not feel that it was appropriate, so he continued, "Just say that you kissed Mommy and bought it for me!"

"Your mother, I only get less than 4,000 yuan a month. Can I afford to buy this Ten-thousand-dollar IQ robot?"

Actually, Xueluo was purposely saying these words to argue with the Hetun.

She reminded Hetun: Between you and your son Feng Xinglang, there is still a deep ravine that is hard to cross.

"Fifteenth, we\'ll leave intelligent robot here with our foster father first. Whenever you want to play, just come to your foster father\'s place. "

Once again, Hetun chose to move. Avoiding the possibility that his son Feng Xinglang would show any signs of resistance and sharpness.

After thinking about it for a while, the little guy still reluctantly decided to leave the intellect -bot behind.

Hetun carried Linnuo\'s little friend all the way to the entrance of Shallow Water Bay.

Xueluo even sat in Xing Ba\'s business car, but Hetun was still holding onto the little thing in her arms and was not letting it go.

"I\'ve missed you, so I came to see you. Do you understand?" Old Tweleve will come to pick you up. "

"I understand, foster father."

"Don\'t try to be unreasonable with your father. You want to be an obedient child, do you understand?"

"Foster father understands..."

"Don\'t mention it to your father for now … "I\'ve come to visit my foster father, do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Your dad hasn\'t fully recovered yet, so stop pestering him. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" "Foster father, don\'t talk anymore. The sky is about to turn dark …"

The little guy finally became impatient.

Xueluo who was in the MPV was both angry and amused.

His own son had gained another person who doted on him.

In the SUV, the little guy sighed, "Mommy, your foster father seems to have really gotten better!"

Xueluo was silent.

Yeah, the Hetun is getting better! Could this be forgiven?

Who would pay for the disaster and grievances that she, Lin Xueluo, had suffered?

Everything was like a nightmare. Fortunately, this nightmare had passed, and he had woken up.

"Nuonuo, if you, your father, were to ask where you went this afternoon … What do you say? "

"Just say that your son obediently attends school in the kindergarten."

Judging from the little fellow\'s skillful tone, he must have used it quite a bit. Although Xueluo didn\'t believe that his son was lying, he had no choice this time. If Feng Xinglang found out about this, something bad would definitely happen.

Xueluo suddenly realized that this mother and son pair could not truly attain freedom! However, the cage holding the two of them was much larger. She was still living in the shadows of Feng Xinglang and the Hetun.

For example, if they wanted to steal\'s custody of their son from the Hetun, it would be extremely difficult.

But it was all done by man.

Xueluo did not return to the Xia Family, but instead came to Yuan Duoduo\'s place with his son.

Three hours ago.

thought that it was Xueluo who had rushed over to help her make nutrition food, and immediately opened the door.

"You … What are you doing here? "

What shocked her the most was that the person who came was Bai Mo.

Bai Mo\'s handsome face was repressed to the point that it was somewhat dark and cold, filled with a vile aura, as if waiting to erupt in the next second.

His gaze, went from Yuan Duoduo\'s clean face to her stomach …

Yuan Duoduo instinctively used his cardigan to cover his slightly bulging stomach.

"Yuan Duoduo, you sure are f * * king shameless! I already gave you ten million, and you still want to pester me to death? "

Without waiting for Yuan Duoduo to speak, Bai Mo\'s unbearable words shot towards him like cannonballs:

"Are you crazy about money? You actually want to use a child to satisfy your greed for money? And it was a deformity! Just like you, I\'m a cripple … "

"Pah!"

A slap landed on Bai Mo\'s face, causing her hands to tremble so much that they were not her own anymore.

"Scram …" "Scram!"

Yuan Duoduo screamed hysterically.

"You slut, you can\'t gain any benefits from trapping me, so you went to the our old man to swindle me? He\'s almost 90 years old, and you\'re using a deformed fetus to provoke him, are you even f * cking human? "

"You want money, right? Say it, how much do you want! I used money to bury you alive, okay? "

"Scram …" "Scram!"

Yuan Duoduo extended his hand out wanting to slap her again, but was grabbed by Bai Mo. With an angry push, Yuan Duoduo was flung behind her and the handle of the door just happened to land on her abdomen.

Dark red blood leaked out from Yuan Duoduo\'s beige pajamas, causing her to curl up in pain.

Half an hour later, Yuan Duoduo was sent to the hospital, where he was pushed onto the operation table.

An hour later, Yuan Duoduo brought the lumps of flesh and blood that had been scraped out of his body to Bai Mo.

"Your things... I\'ll return it to you for free! "

Seeing that ball of blood and flesh, Bai Mo\'s entire being sank into a wave of creepy coldness. He staggered backwards, avoiding the approaching ball of flesh and blood.

"Madman … "You madman!"

Bai Mo ran, running for his life.

An intense feeling of disgust welled up as he squatted in the corner of the hospital corridor and vomited out a mouthful of blood …