Chapter 501 Wife, You Have Worked Hard! (Updated)

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It was already the afternoon of the second day when Xueluo returned to Repulse Bay from Yuan Duoduo's place.

As soon as he entered the villa, he saw his son Lin Nuo's Chinese teacher looking disheartened. No need to ask, this Chinese teacher must have been played hard by his son Lin Nuo again!

Xueluo said goodbye to the teacher with shame.

I really don't know who inherited my son's stubbornness!

When I was in Petterburg, those tutors generally entertained while teaching, and my son could still learn three points and play seven points.

Since returning to Shanghai, the little guy is not used to this kind of cramming teaching mode; the resistance has become more and more intense.

If it wasn't for Xueluo's repeated requests, Hetun would never have thought about finding any tutor for Xiao Shiwu.

Hetun himself is a rough man, so he doesn't expect him to educate the little guy to be polite, gentle and courteous.

"Kiss Mommy... why did you come back? Kiss my son, I miss you so much!"

Lin Nuo rushed down from the upstairs study room, and flew towards his mother, Lin Xueluo, wheezing.

This time, Xueluo did not hug her son Lin Nuo dotingly, but pulled his hands away from her waist.

"Lin Nuo, stand up for me! Mommy has something to tell you!"

"What's wrong with kissing mommy? How can you be so fierce to your kissing son?"

The little guy is cute and well-behaved. He kept rubbing and kissing Mommy Xueluo's leg with his small face.

"Lin Nuo! Why don't you respect the teacher?"

Xueluo lowered her face and asked. Because of this problem, it's not that Xueluo has never been gentle, it's just that his son Lin Nuo didn't listen at all, and still went his own way.

"When the sun rises at the beginning of the day, it is as big as a car cover, and at midday, it is like a bowl. Doesn't it mean that the far ones are smaller and the near ones are bigger?"

"It's cool at the beginning of the day, and it's like exploring soup in the middle of the day. Isn't it because the near ones are hot and the far ones are cool?"

"Grandpa Confucius himself can't figure it out, why should I learn from him?"

"..."

Xueluo was at a loss for words: This Chinese teacher is really good. Is it not good to learn something like 'Kong Rong Rang Li' and 'Cheng Men Lixue', but why not learn Confucius and Mencius? It's strange that the little guy is interested!

"This is not a reason for you not to respect your teacher! When the teacher comes tomorrow, remember to apologize to the teacher first!"

Xueluo hadn't finished educating his son when Hetun's call came from the gym:

"Fifteen, come here, foster father has improved the bow and crossbow for you, you can shoot both arrows at once."

"Fifteen is here!"

"..." Xueluo was really speechless.

With Hetun's protection and pampering, coupled with his violent and brutal upbringing, Xueluo was really worried about what his son would grow up in the future.

Xueluo's mood was messed up.

But the ringing of the phone made her mood even more chaotic!

Xueluo stared at the phone number for over a minute, until the phone rang for the second time.

Vaguely, she seemed to realize who the caller might be.

Xueluo closed the door of her room, and then connected the phone. The Ferrari in the son's mouth disintegrated, more or less still pulling her heart hard. Maybe running water is ruthless, but Luo Hua... After all, Luo Hua is too cheap herself!

"Hello, who is it?" Xueluo asked quietly.

"It's me! Feng Xinglang!"

Feng Xinglang's deep and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone. Not as domineering and arrogant as before, but with a touch of indescribable magnetism.

"do not know!"

Xueluo directly cut off the phone.

Are you angry with that bastard man? Well, I am naive again!

Knowing why that man made this phone call, why would you play such a mentally retarded prank game with him hypocritically?

But listening to the man's voice, he should still be alive; there is no sign of dying.

enough! Is not it?

The phone rings again! And it insisted on ringing again and again, continuing to ring, and ringing for a long time!

Xueluo connected to the phone again, and yelled, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Please stop harassing me!"

"Don't hang up!"

The man's low-profile words, which were almost pleading, made most of Xueluo's anger disappear in an instant.

"My wife, thank you for giving birth to my son Lin Nuo. I saw him, he is very handsome... like me!"

The man's voice seemed to be tainted with magic power, and Xueluo couldn't bear to cut it off after listening to it.

"Wife? Hehe, Feng Xinglang, who do you call wife?"

Xueluo sneered and sneered, "I'm sorry! I, Lin Xueluo, have not been your wife Feng Xinglang for a long time! No! I, Lin Xueluo, have never been your wife of Feng Xinglang before! Stop screaming !"

"Also! My son Lin Nuo has nothing to do with you, Feng Xinglang! He belongs to me! I, Lin Xueluo, belong to me alone! Do you understand?"

Even Xueluo didn't expect that her resentment would be so strong!

She thought that after five years, she had already let go of her resentment with Feng Xinglang! But I didn't expect that when I faced it again, I still couldn't let it go.

"Honey, you've worked hard!"

Feng Xinglang's next words made Xue burst into tears.

"Feng Xinglang, get the fuck off! Are you hypocritical? How do you have the face to say such a thing?"

"Go and live with Lan Youyou and your daughter! You bastard who kills thousands of swords!"

Xueluo choked up her voice. The insults against Feng Xinglang became more and more ugly.

But Feng Xinglang had been silently listening to Xueluo's vent. Feel the grievance and pain she has suffered over the years from every word she says.

After scolding enough, Xueluo hung up the phone.

Then he fell down and sat on the floor, and there was no movement for a long time. Thoughts seem to be pulled away, recalling the past.

I have to say, this man is really humble for his child! He actually called her wife?

What was she, Lin Xueluo, in his mind?

Ironic just thinking about it!

Ever since the day he married into the Feng family, has Feng Xinglang ever looked at her, Lin Xueluo?

The temptation again and again, the deception again and again, the insult again and again...

Knowing that he gave birth to his child safely, he shamelessly changed his name to his wife?

Why did you go early?

Just thinking about it makes me angry!

What a face!

"Mommy... Kiss Mommy... Kiss my son is back!"

Guessing that Mummy Lin Xueluo's anger had almost subsided, the little guy came in with a plate of Mummy's favorite potato pancakes, licking his face.

"Small hash browns just out of the oven, kiss Mommy and have a taste."

The little guy acted cutely and raised the plate in front of Mommy Xueluo.

A little absent-minded, Xueluo hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, took a piece of potato cake and put it in her mouth, trying to hide her emotions as much as possible.

"Kiss Mommy, are you crying? Don't worry, my son knows he made a mistake, so he will apologize to the teacher tomorrow!"

Just as the little guy finished admitting his mistake, the cell phone beside him rang.

"Don't answer!"

Xueluo scolded sharply.

But it was still a step too late. The little guy has already picked up the phone and swiped the answer button...