When he was thinking about whether to say something to Xing Twelve, Xing Twelve had already flashed into the darkness behind him.

Xing Twelve has always been like this, without a shadow, without a shadow, and his hobbies are erratic.

But Xueluo saw it really clearly: that person was Xing Twelve.

After getting along under the same roof for five years, she still knows some of Xing Twelve's habits.

Seeing Xueluo staring behind him, Feng Xinglang immediately turned around keenly to look. Except for the silence, there was only darkness.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

“…… Nono was alone in the car. Don't keep him waiting. ”

The snow fell to disguise Xing Twelve's arrival. At the same time, he pushed Kaifeng Xinglang and walked quickly towards the eye-catching Bentley.

Xueluo couldn't guess why Xing Twelve's sudden appearance came. But intuition tells Xueluo: It must be related to Feng Xinglang's father and son.

Xueluo knew that Xing Twelve would not hurt his son Lin Nuo, but Xueluo really didn't want Xing Twelve to take Nuo Nuo away.

"Nono?" The snow fell with some urgency.

In the car with the lights on, the little guy is playing with a small tablet.

"Finished kissing?"

The little guy threw away the tablet and jumped out to hug Xueluo, "Mommy, don't you be so easily kissed by the bastard Feng Xinglang!" ”

Xueluo didn't have the heart to be shy or anything at this time, she hugged the little guy tightly and subconsciously looked around a few times.

It stands to reason that Xing Twelve should have seen Lin Nuo playing alone in the car. But he didn't take the opportunity to take the little guy away......

Xueluo is quite grateful.

Think about it from another angle: Xing Twelve's appearance should have come to her.

"It's really not easy to kiss your son, your father and your mommy...... Eager to wear, screaming to be fed, burning ......"

For his son who demolishes the stage from time to time, Feng Xinglang is all kinds of low profile, all kinds of pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic.

"Come on, Feng Xinglang, let's talk about it, you just want to play a trick on my kissing mommy!"

The little guy is just hitting the nail on the head.

"Alright, it's not too early, you father and son hurry back to sleep. Nono has to go to school tomorrow. ”

Snowfall urges the father and son, who are speaking incomprehensible words, to leave.

And there is also Xing Twelve, an audience who is hidden in a corner, and the snow falls and becomes uncomfortable.

"Mommy, you didn't kiss your son and sleep in your arms, can you sleep?"

Not again! Since the little guy followed his father Feng Xinglang, he has become more and more cute and well-behaved. It's getting more and more like a child.

"Don't worry, Mommy will definitely fall asleep!"

The words of the snow falling 'cold' made the little guy a little disappointed.

"But my son won't be able to sleep if he doesn't have his mother to hold him!"

The little guy wrapped his neck around the snowfall, but he refused to let go, "Or we all sleep in Da Duoduo's house." ”

"No! Your Aunt Duoduo is not feeling well, and she can't stand the fuss between your father and son. ”

Xueluo directly refused. Leaving their father and son behind would only make Yuan Duoduo even more embarrassed. Not to mention a good rest.

After a period of mud and water, Xueluo finally drove the father and son who had sent her upstairs downstairs. She didn't open the door until she saw Bentley leaving safely from the window of the living room, and glanced at Yuan Duoduo, who was still sleeping peacefully.

Sure enough, in the corridor, Xueluo saw Xing Twelve waiting for her.

"Old Twelve? You, why are you here? Xueluo asked in surprise.

In fact, Xueluo could still predict the purpose of Xing Twelve's coming to Shencheng again.

"My father-in-law is here, too...... Also lives in Repulse Bay. ”

Xing Twelve's voice was dyed with an indescribable sense of mourning. With a hint of frustration.

"Huh? Your stepfather also came to Shencheng? ”

Expected consternation. Xueluo also realized that between Hetun and Feng Xinglang, it would not be so easy for the wind to blow and the clouds would disperse. There's always something that ties us together.

It's just that before it was because of hatred! And it's blinded hatred!

And now......

"Hmm. Father-in-law he...... Much older. Xing Twelve's voice was a little hoarse.

The snow fell silent.

Such a big change, from the hatred to the family ...... Even Xueluo doesn't know how to describe and evaluate the damage and being hurt by this sin! O dear and beloved blood and bones!

To be honest, the snow falls on Hetun, in addition to fear, it is still afraid. Before, for the sake of her son Lin Nuo, she had been living in the shadow of Hetun with humiliation. Sometimes, she will also sprout gratitude for Hetun.

After all, Hetun provided her and her son with food, clothing, housing and transportation for five years. And it's still good for the little guys. It is estimated that it is also the only remaining humanity in Hetun in the dark.

"Do you know the purpose of your father-in-law's visit to Shencheng?"

Xueluo still asked a little nervously. Because she was too afraid of Hetun's ruthless style.

"My father-in-law thinks about fifteen. In the past month or so, his father-in-law has been emaciated a lot...... It almost collapsed. ”

Xing Twelve's words were full of filial piety to Hetun. It's no wonder that Hetun trusts him so much and likes him.

The snow fell silent again.

There are mixed feelings in his heart: he is haggard and collapsed...... But did he ever think that Feng Xinglang almost died at the hands of his Hetun twice. Every time it is almost scarred and hanging by a thread!

Thinking of the hardships and hardships that he and Feng Xinglang had come over, all thanks to Hetun, the snow couldn't help but roll out tears.

"Didn't you have a chance to take fifteen just now?" The snow fell quietly.

"The father-in-law said: Without your permission, he will not take fifteen more. Perhaps, he will only sneak a glance in the shadows. ”

Xing Twelve is not a sensational master. What he said was just the truth.

The goodness factor of the snow is starting to haunt again. She really couldn't bear to let an old man just sneak a glance at his grandson.

Hate and hate...... But there is no way to forgive!

Xueluo's heart was twisted so badly that it was really uncomfortable.

"Then let your stepfather think about it!"

After Xueluo threw Xing Twelve's angry cold words, he left the entrance of the building without looking back.

But when Xueluo took out the key to open the security door, he paused ruthlessly.

's innate kindness makes Xue Zhu unable to refuse an old man who just wants to see his grandson!

No matter how much Hetun brutalized Feng Xinglang, persecuted and restricted her, Hetun still paid for his son Lin Nuo's care. Although the motives at the time were not pure. But it can be seen that he really loves Nono.

The snow fell and turned back to the staircase.

Xing Twelve is still there. It seems to anticipate that the snow will come back.

"Nono has to go to kindergarten tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, on Saturday or Sunday, I will take him to Repulse Bay to see your stepfather......"

Well, I'm lacking in heart again, aren't I?

Is this a double act of repaying grievances with virtue?