Chapter 501: Wife, you worked hard! (Make up)

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It was already the next afternoon when Xue Luo returned from Yuan Duoduo to Repulse Bay.
As soon as he entered the villa, he saw his son Lin Nuo's Chinese teacher look ashamed. No need to ask, this Chinese teacher must have been fiercely played by his son Lin Nuo!
Xue Luo was ashamed to say goodbye to the teacher.
I really don't know who the son's bad faith inherited!
In Peteburg, those tutors were generally entertaining, and their sons were able to learn three minutes and play seven minutes.
Since returning to Shencheng, the little guy is very uncomfortable with this cramming teaching mode; the resistance is getting stronger and stronger.
Had it not been for Snow Xue's repeated requests, Hetun would never have thought of finding a tutor for Xiaoshi.
He Tun himself was a big old man, and he didn't expect him to educate the little ones to be polite and gentle.
"My dear mommy ... why did you come back, my dear son miss you so much!"
Lin Nuo rushed down from the study upstairs and hurriedly rushed towards Mum Lin Xue.
This time, Xue Luo did not spoil her son Lin Nuo, but pulled open his hands around her waist.
"Linuo, stand up for me! Mommy has something to tell you!"
"What's wrong with my dear mommy? How can you be so fierce to your dear son?"
The little guy sells cute and play tricks. With a small face, he kissed Mommy's fallen legs.
"Linuo! Why don't you respect the teacher?"
Snow fell and asked. For this problem, Xueluo was not without tenderness, but his son Lin Nuo didn't listen at all and still did his best.
"At the beginning of the day, it is as big as a car cover, and at the middle of the day, it is like a pan bowl. Isn't this too small for the distant and close?"
"Changcang came out at the beginning of the day, and it was like a soup in the middle of the day. Isn't it hot for those who are near and those who are far away?"
"Grandpa Confucius couldn't figure out why, why should I learn from him?"
"..."
Xueluoyusai: This Chinese teacher is really, it ’s not good to learn ‘Kong Rong Let Pear’ or ‘Chengmen Lixue’, it ’s strange to learn what Confucius and Mencius are.
"This is not the reason why you do not respect the teacher! Remember to apologize to the teacher when the teacher comes tomorrow!"
Before Xue Luo educated his son, a call from Hetun came from the gym:
"Fifteen, come here, the righteous father has improved the crossbow for you, so you can fire both arrows."
"Fifteen is here!"
"..." Xue Luo was really speechless.
Hetun's short protection, petting, and fierce and brutal training, Xue Luo really worried about what his son will look like in the future.
Snow fell in a messy mood.
But the sound of her mobile phone made her mood even more chaotic!
Xue Luo stared at the mobile phone number for more than a minute, until the second ring of the mobile phone ringing.
Vaguely, she seemed to realize who the call was.
Xue Luo closed the door of his room, and then connected the phone. The disintegration of Ferrari in his son's mouth was still more or less severe. Perhaps the flowing water is ruthless, but the flowers are falling ... in short, the flowers are still too cheap!
"Hey, who?" Xue Luo asked softly.
"It's me! Feng Xinglang!"
Feng Xinglang's low and warm voice came from the phone. Not as overbearing and arrogant as before, but with a touch of inexplicable magnetism.
"do not know!"
The snow fell off the phone.
Are you angry with that man? Well, I'm naive again!
I know why the man made the call, and he played this mentally ill-fated game with him.
But listening to the voice of a man should be alive; there is no sign of death.
enough! Is not it?
The phone is ringing again! And they insisted on ringing again and again, and continued to ring!
Xue Luo answered the phone again and shouted, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Please don't bother me again!"
"Don't hang!"
The man's almost imploring low-stance uttered almost half of the snow-falling fire.
"Wife, thank you for giving birth to my son Lin Nuo. I saw him and he was handsome ... like me!"
The man's voice seemed to be infected with magic power, so that Xue Luo could not bear to listen when he listened.
"Wife? Oh, Feng Xinglang, who is your wife?"
Xue Luo sneered with a sneer, "Sorry! My Lin Xueluo was not your wife Fang Xinglang's wife! No! It's me that Lin Xue Luo has never been your Feng Xinglang's wife! You're less barking ! "
"Also! My son Lin Nuo has no money relationship with you Feng Xinglang! He is mine! I am Lin Xueluo alone! Understand?"
Even Xue Luo himself did not expect that his 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 to face it again.
"Wife, you worked hard!"
Feng Xinglang's next sentence directly caused Xue to shed tears.
"Feng Xinglang, get out of your way! Are you hypocritical? Why do you have such a face?"
"Hold Lan Youyou and live with your daughter! You bastard!"
Snow fell and choked. The abuse of Feng Xinglang became more and more unpleasant.
But Feng Xinglang had been listening to Xue Luo's vent silently. Feel the grievances and sufferings she has suffered in these years from every word.
After swearing enough, Xue Luo hung up the phone.
Then fell down on the cymbal, no movement for a long time. Thoughts seem to be drawn away, recalling the past.
I have to say that this man is really enough to whisper for his children! How could she call her wife?
What kind of Lin Xue fell in his mind?
Think of it as ironic!
Ever since the day he married into Feng's family, has Fengxing Lang seen her directly?
The temptation over and over, the deception over and over, the insult over and over ...
Knowing that he gave birth to his child safely, even Tian shamelessly changed his name to call her wife?
Why did you go early?
Think of it and feel angry!
Really face!
"Mummy ... kiss mommy ... kiss son is back!"
It is estimated that the anger of Mommy Lin Xueluo has almost disappeared, and the little guy came in with a plate of Mommy's favorite potato cakes and licked his face.
"Small potato cakes just out of the oven, kiss my mommy."
The little guy sold Meng and raised the plate in front of Mummy Xueluo.
Some disappointed Xue Luo quickly wiped off the tear marks on his cheek, took a small potato cake and put it in his mouth, trying to cover his emotions as much as possible.
"Dear mommy, are you crying? Don't worry, my dear son knows that he is wrong, and he will apologize to the teacher tomorrow!"
As soon as the little guy had confessed something wrong, the phone on the side rang.
"Don't answer!"
Xue Luo snapped loudly.
But it's still one step late. The little guy has picked up the phone and opened the answer button ...