"What? What did your mother say?"
Alex's thick sword-shaped eyebrows lifted up discontentedly.
"My real mommy said, 'She's по love - you -' already!"
In order to express his strong emphasis, the little fellow repeated word by word in Alex's father's ear, in a roar.
Then, the little fella added in a sympathetic tone, "Alex, you are going to be finished!"
"Heh... Heh!"
Alex sneered disapprovingly. "Your mommy is playing hard to get, understand?"
"I don't understand!" The little guy said bluntly, "Anyway, mommy, if I don't love you anymore, I can't love you!"
"Don't worry. Once I recover, I'll immediately take action. I'll make sure your mommy is well-behaved. I'll say over and over again that she loves me and she will never stop!"
From Alex's point of view, the woman's words of "I don't love him" was completely like playing hard to get.
As for how much that idiotic woman had sacrificed for him, how could Alex not see it? Of course, he knew that women had been wronged, and coaxing them would be the end of the matter.
"You'd better brag about yourself!"
Although she thought that her father was bragging, the little fellow liked to listen to him. She thought that her father was very charming.
"As long as your real father comes out, I promise that your mommy will love me very much!"
Alex still had an evil look on his face. He was determined to win Lita's heart.
"I hope so!"
The little fellow, of course, hoped that her real mommy could fall in love with the bastard's father again. Then he could have a real father and mother together.
What a wonderful thing! That was what the little fellow had always been hoping for. A complete family.
The father and the son rolled together and kissed each other. For the first time, the little fellow unscrupulously enjoyed his father's love: he could rub his hair into a bird's nest shape and stamp a row of teeth marks on his cheek.
"Lin, your father is still suffering from internal injuries!"
After enduring for more than half an hour, Ben just said, "You tortured him like this. Although you won't die, he will be in great pain, and it will extend your biological father's recovery time!"
After hearing what Juscript had said, the little girl immediately climbed down from her father, Alex.
"What are you doing, Cong? Who cares whether I'm dead or alive? Are you jealous that I'm loved by my own son?"
The average person would not be able to tolerate Alex's rudeness.
Meanwhile, AMIS was not an ordinary person, so he was also able to endure it.
"Yes! I'm jealous! I'm so jealous that I want to throw you into Payt Castle and let the river bank make dry corpses!"
What Cong had just said was even more irritating.
With Alex's violent temper... However, Alex did not become violent this time. Instead, he stared deeply at the indifferent face of AMIS.
After a long time, he said softly, "Cong, that's enough!"
"What do you want to eat for dinner?"
The group of people immediately changed the topic. It was because he read the bitterness in the depths of Alex's eyes. It was a point of pain that was impossible to come into contact with.
With a hook of his long arms, Alex once again held his son, Lin, in his arms, who was staring at them in a daze.
"Tell my own dad: What do you want to eat tonight, my son?"
The little guy turned his small mouth and looked back at Cong in a daze. It seemed that he was shocked by the words that Cong just said, "Ask my adoptive father to make a dry body? What does it mean? Does my adoptive father want to embarrass the bastard to make him his own father?"
"Lin, you don't have to be afraid of him! He is a paper tiger!"
Alex thought that his son was silent because he was afraid of the fierce crowd.
"Go, Cong! Come over and let my son pinch his ears!"
In order to make his son feel more at ease, Alex had made such a unreasonable request to Cong.
Cong silently glanced at the father and son, and then turned around and went to the kitchen.
"See? A man who only knows how to wash laundry and cook is the most cowardly! So, you don't have to be afraid of him at all."
In Alex's view, the reason why he belittled Cong was to make him look a bit more affable.
The little fellow kept silent for a while, and then asked with a serious face, "Alex, will my adoptive father turn you into a mummy?"
A mummified corpse was a terrifying word to describe it.
Alex's expression also turned cold. He gently stroked his son's face and said softly,
"Don't worry, my father won't give anyone a chance to hurt our family of three!"
The little fellow nodded slightly and glanced in the direction of the kitchen.
"Alex, can you be nicer to rectificationler?"
"Why?" Alex asked with interest.
"It is because I feel like he is formidable! He can defeat foster father and protect you!" The little fella spoke his own thoughts.
Alex was a little stunned at first, and then he smiled warmly. "How old are you? You only know how to buy people's hearts?"
"D*mn it. You really follow me, Alex!"
"But what are you talking about? For what reason do you think that flock of people can defeat your adoptive father just now?"
Although he thought that Lita was just a child, Alex was very interested in her.
In Lisbon, Yan's territory, his people couldn't besiege the Henry. They could just defeat the river bank with a mere branch?
"We'll add Ben?"
Perhaps, there were still many other people like Ben... It was just that he, Alex, didn't know about it?
Alex's eyes grew colder and colder. He felt that the crowd was not as innocent as he had imagined.
"Why would I think that I'm innocent?"
Did Alex also make a mistake?
"I think I saw him in the small black house..." The little fellow fell into a deep thought.
"Black house? When? Did your adoptive father lock him up?" Alex asked in a tight voice.
The little fellow shook her head. "It was when you were locked in the small black house by your adoptive father."
"In Castle?"
"No, it's in that little black house by the sea...but I can't be sure whether it's him or not."
The little girl decided not to think about this thought-racking thing.
However, Alex was stunned: Cong had just been to the villa in the Shallow Water Bay? And he had even entered the basement?
Wasn't it that strange? Why didn't he sense it?
A plate of delicate black- karst cattle organ noodles was sent to the front of Lin, and the little fellow immediately drooled.
"Where's Alex? Didn't he have one?"
After the little fellow ate a mouthful of delicious instant noodles, she discovered that there were only two sets of sirloin noodles, and he and each had a plate.
"Your father's internal injuries are so terrible that he can't eat anything with such a strong taste!" The group of people said in a cold voice.
"You'll be hurt if you eat it. But you'll be sad if you don't eat it! You'll die! Hurry up and give me the plate in your hand!"
Alex, who was leaning on the edge of the sofa, wanted to get up and grab it, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the broken ribs were so painful that he groaned.
The little girl immediately put down the fork and supported Alex's father.
Another bowl of herbal cuisine was sent to the tea table on the sofa.
"Lin, I'll leave your father to you! He can only eat this!"
"If your father is really greedy for benefits, you can feed him a few noodles. Feeding more noodles will bring more injuries. It's up to you."