C5 Daddy Is a Liar

For five years, he never stopped looking for that strange woman. He didn't know who she was, but she gave him a different feeling.

Sometimes, he didn't even know why he was so obsessed with finding her. Was it because she could make him have physiological needs, or was it because she gave birth to a son?

Or was it because he wanted to know who framed him in the past? What kind of role did that woman play in it?

Ligt looked at Leng Yifeng as if he was looking at him. He did not see the gloomy look on Leng Yifeng's face. He pouted and said, "Find me my mother. "

Leng Yifeng:. . . "" This brat was becoming more and more unruly.

"Leng Haoyu, where did you learn so many etiquette rules? This is the attitude you have when you talk to me? Looks like you need to learn it all over again. " Leng Yifeng said with a slight headache when it came to finding his mother.

In the beginning, he actually rejected Ligt. But later on, he watched him grow up little by little and called him father. He gradually understood the responsibility of being a father.

Owen stood by the side and silently acted as if he were air. It seemed like he had long gotten used to this kind of thing.

Ligt looked at Leng Yifeng without any fear. His beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, "You don't want Ligt to find his mother, and you don't allow Ligt to find his own mother. This is your exclusive right!"

"Leng Haoyu, it looks like your skin is itchy again. How many times have I told you? Your mother is already dead. " Leng Yifeng couldn't hold his temper any longer. If he didn't try his best to hold it in, Leng Haoyu would have been beaten up.

"She is not dead, and it is not that she doesn't want me. She just doesn't know about my existence. " Leng Yifeng's voice was loud, and so was Light's. The father and son started quarreling just like that.

His mother wouldn't die. He had found his beautiful mother today. She was exactly the same as the mother in his dream. She also said that she liked him. She didn't even know him. So she just didn't know him. It wasn't that she didn't want him.

"Who told you your mother did not want you?" Leng Yifeng's face darkened when he heard Ligt.

He was worried that he was still young and could not take the blow. He kept telling him that his mother was dead. Not that he didn't want him.

Because he actually thought the same thing. If that woman wanted his son, why would she send him over when he was just born? Only the name Ligt was left?

Ligt looked at Leng Yifeng with grievance. Bean-sized tears flowed out of his eyes. "It's what Ligt heard when you were talking to Uncle Owen. You are all big swindlers. "

Leng Yifeng frowned when he heard that. He looked at Ligt's sad face and felt very upset. He could no longer find any words to refute.

The more Ligt thought about it, the more sad he became. His mother had always been his sore spot. "Mom, he said. It's not like she doesn't want me. I'm so handsome, so cute. . . She won't want me. . . She didn't reject me, Dad lied. "

Leng Yifeng looked at Ligt who was lying to himself. For some reason, he suddenly made up his mind. "Leng Haoyu, please recognize the truth. She just doesn't want you anymore. Don't mention the word 'mother' to me in the future. Otherwise, she will be punished by the family. "

Ligt cried even more sadly when he heard that. " No, she didn't want me. Wow. . . Daddy is a bad guy, a liar. Wu. . . "

Owen stood at the side. He didn't expect Leng Yifeng to suddenly tell Ligt this. Although the young master was always fierce to the young master, they could all see that the young master still cared about the young master very much.

But why did he suddenly say something like that? When he saw Ligt cry sadly, his heart also tightened. He had also watched the young master grow up.

Leng Yifeng frowned coldly, not knowing how to comfort Ligt. He also wanted to find that woman who he had never met before, and ask her why she gave birth to his son and why she did not want his son.

He had thought about it many times, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. That woman gave birth to his son. It was totally possible for her mother to marry into the Leng family and enjoy a lifetime of happiness. Even if she didn't like it, he would still be responsible for her. However, she didn't. Instead, she quietly gave the child to him.

Due to all these reasons, Leng Yifeng had been insisting on finding this woman who had given birth to a son even though he had never seen her before.

Knowing that Ligt had returned, Leng Zuiyue rushed back from the hotel in a hurry. It was supposed to be her sixtieth birthday today and she had prepared a birthday banquet at the hotel. However, Ligt suddenly disappeared and was canceled. Everyone was sent to look for Ligt.

As soon as they entered the living room, they heard the sad cry of Ligt. Leng Zuiyue's heart ached so much that she immediately shook off the maid's hand when she reached the door. She anxiously ran over and hugged Ligt in her arms.

"Haoyu, where did you go? I'm so worried about you. Are you alright? Are you hurt? Why are you crying?" Leng Minghui checked his body again and again to see if he was hurt.

Ligt cried so sadly that his face was full of tears of grievance. "Dad. . . Is a bad person. Wu. . . Great Grandmother, dad lied to Ligt. Ligt lied to Ligt that mom doesn't want Ligt. Wah. . . "

When Leng Xinren heard this, he frowned. As he wiped Ligt's tears, he softly coaxed him, "Be good Haoyu, dad lied to you, don't cry, okay?"

Ligt sobbed pitifully. "Mommy. . . Mommy didn't, didn't she not want Ligt, wuwu. . . "

Ligtt's expression was so cold that it made one's heart ache. She glared at Leng Yifeng, then comforted Ligt, "Haoyu, don't cry anymore. Great Grandmother bought you a new toy. Great Grandmother will take you there to play with it, okay? "

"I don't want it. Wu. . . " Great Grandmother came out of her arms, sobbing. She walked upstairs, minding her own business.

Cold Man saw this and quickly followed, "Haoyu, where are you going?"

Light stubbornly reached out and wiped his tears. He was very angry and very uncomfortable, "I want to be alone. Don't bother me! Don't follow me!!"

Ligtt threw him down. After saying that, he went up the stairs by himself.

Leng Zuiyue knew Ligt's temper. If she followed him up or sent someone to follow him, he would lose his temper and become even more unhappy.

She helplessly sighed. The little guy's personality was exactly the same as Leng Yifeng's when he was young. When he became stubborn, no one would be able to speak, not even ten bulls would be able to pull him back.