Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Chapter 452

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Chapter 452: You Can't Serve

Was he a free man? Free to go in and out of this villa?

But why couldn't Xueluo believe that what Xing Shi'er said was true! Would Hetun let her go so easily?

Glancing at the incredulous Lin Xueluo, Xing Shi'er was overjoyed. He was smiling shyly with a hint of ignorance and shyness.

"Lin Xueluo, you are like a little mouse in a laboratory. The glass door was obviously already open, but you didn't dare to go out. "

Actually, Xing Shi'er's metaphor was still rather likable.

For the safety of his son Linnuo, all these years, Lin Xueluo had already given up on rebelling against the Hetun, and only hoped that his son Linnuo could safely grow up safe and healthy.

Therefore, ever since her son Linnuo was born, she had always been obedient and obedient. They rarely dared to provoke the Hetun.

Even though she always harbored a desire to regain freedom with her son Linnuo …

"You, does your foster father really agree to let me leave?"

Xueluo asked with some uncertainty.

"Lin Xueluo, you look even more like a mouse than the laboratory rats! You are hopeless! "

Xing Shi'er could not help but mock Lin Xueluo. In terms of personality, Xing Shi'er obviously did not have any schemes.

"As if you're not afraid of your foster father!"

Xueluo casually refuted. He was laughing at her because she was a little mouse in the laboratory, but how good could he, Xing Shi'er, be?

If Xueluo did not have the freedom of his body, then what Xing Shi'er had lost was his freedom of his mind. He was already trapped within the foster son's identity and could not control himself.

But Xueluo still believed that Xing Shi'er would not lie to her or play with her.

Therefore, in the next second, Xueluo rushed out of the villa. The moment they ran out of the villa, Xueluo was anxious.

However, this time, she discovered that no one had suddenly appeared to stop her from leaving.

Could it be that he was truly free? Hetun really allowed him to live freely?

It was as if everything had happened too suddenly, and Lin Xueluo who was a little mouse in the laboratory did not seem to be suitable for such a sudden change.

But after running for more than 10 metres, Xueluo returned to the villa.

Xing Shi'er, who was carrying the spaghetti in his hands, seemed to be startled when he saw Lin Xueluo, who had returned to the villa.

"Little white mouse, you're back?" "Actually, it's not as safe outside as in the laboratory!"

"Twelve, do you have money? I... I'll borrow some money from you. "

It had been five years since he left society. After running out of the villa, Xueluo suddenly remembered that the outside world was a material world built up by money. Transportation, communications, food and clothing, no matter what, they all needed money.

"Money?"

Xing Shi'er was startled. Obviously, he had no concept of money either. He seemed to never be short of money while following beside Hetun, but he also seemed to never need to spend it himself. Only now did she remember that it was usually the Pater Castle, the Jewish house attendant, who spent the money to go out.

Three minutes later, Xueluo took a thousand yuan from the villa's butler to leave. The butler asked Xueluo if he needed to prepare a carriage, but Xueluo rejected him.

Xueluo almost ran out of the Shallow Water Bay in one breath.

Xueluo looked behind her, then looked around, and upon realizing that no one was following her, she couldn't help but sob.

Five years! He had lost five years of his freedom! He had been living under someone else's roof with his son, Linnuo, for five years!

When he thought of his son Linnuo, Xueluo's footsteps stopped once again. He had to bring his son Linnuo along to leave, that would truly be regaining his freedom!

But now that the little fellow had been brought out for a spin by the Hetun, it was unknown when he would return.

One thing Xueluo was sure of: If his son Linnuo was by Hetun's side, his safety would be guaranteed. It was much safer than following him! Besides, it wasn't as if he couldn't come back to pick up his son!

Furthermore, Xueluo wanted to make things clear first: Xing Shi'er said that his son Linnuo cried for a long time during the day … Xueluo wanted to know why this little thing was crying!

Vaguely, Xueluo seemed to guess why the little fellow was crying …

The little guy went back to Shen City to find his father! If he cried, it definitely wouldn't be because he was bullied or because he was in pain. With Xing Shi'er there, probably no one could get near the little guy. When he was holding the little guy, his small body was perfectly fine and there weren't any injuries at all.

Therefore, his son Linnuo must be sad!

The only thing that could make his son Linnuo sad was his biological father, Feng Xinglang! That was why Xing Shi'er wanted her to go to the Feng Family to see for herself.

Xueluo thought back to when Hetun asked the little guy if he had found his own father, the little guy said sorrowfully, "I couldn't find it! "I don't want to look for him either!" He even asked Hetun to bring him and Mommy back to Pater Castle.

Could Feng Xinglang be …

With an uneasy heart, Xueluo took a taxi to the Feng Family District.

After five years, had the Feng Family become a different person?

Or maybe, the item was also used by people, and had only erased traces of her, Lin Xueluo, who was a passerby before?

From a distance, Xueluo could see that the lights on the villas on the third floor of the Feng Family were still burning. Bathing in the darkness, everything was peaceful and peaceful.

Xueluo did not have the courage to knock on the door of Feng Family's villa. What kind of status did he have to knock on the door?

It had been five years, and even based on the number of years since the people had disappeared, he should still be a dead man.

And in those five years, that man should have had a new life. Why did he have to disturb his tranquility?

Xueluo turned his body and was about to leave. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move away.

Going back to the old place, there were too many things that reminded her of her past. She really wanted to see that man …

Even though she had looked at him from a distance!

Xueluo truly felt that he was despicable enough … However, she really couldn't erase the longing in her heart.

If not for his attachment to this man, perhaps he wouldn't have been so tenacious. He would have fought against the death god again and again for the sake of his stubborn heart.

Just like an indestructible cockroach!

After suffering so much and suffering so much, he still hadn't given up on the child in his stomach!

Because it was her and that man's child in her womb!

It was a testament to the fact that she, Lin Xueluo, had fallen in love with that man.

Perhaps, to that man, it was useless, not out of consideration, not out of concern, but this little thing was Lin Xueluo's everything!

Since he did not have the courage to knock on the door, he could only use other methods to understand the situation of the Feng Family.

But so what if he knew?

Could it be that she was hoping to return to Feng Xinglang's side?

Xueluo raised his head, and took a deep breath towards the night sky where there were almost no stars.

At least, he had to understand why his son Linnuo was crying! And she cried for a long time!

When he arrived at the security room at the entrance of the residential complex, Xueluo was already in the shape of a village girl with two braids. The two people inside were quite eye-catching. They should have changed in the past five years.

"Master, I am from the Domestic Service Center, and will be coming to Feng Family tomorrow to apply for a job as a nanny. I would like to ask you about the employer's Feng Family in advance."

The security guard glanced at the gentle and pure Xueluo, then shook his head as if sighing.

"Little girl, I think you should go to another house to have a look. Feng Family has a female tiger, you can't serve her. "