When Feng Xinglang stepped into the small villa, Housekeeper Mo was sternly reprimanding his daughter, Mo Ranran, in a righteous manner.
"Hurry up and leave! Leave now! "
Feng Xinglang rarely saw Housekeeper Mo being so ruthless and unreasonable. He had been the housekeeper of the Feng family for decades and had always been respectful and modest to him and his elder brother Feng Lixin. Especially for Feng Lixin, who was suffering from burns, she was even more meticulous in her care.
"Dad, I am your biological daughter, the only biological daughter in this life …"
Mo Ranran hugged the angry Housekeeper Mo coquettishly. "You are so cruel to chase your biological daughter away, do you feel sorry for her?"
"Mo Ranran, it's useless no matter what you say today! You must leave! "
Housekeeper Mo pulled away his daughter's arms that were trying to hug him coquettishly.
"Dad, you've been alone for so many years, and you don't have anyone close to you to take care of you. How can I bear to leave you behind and leave by myself?"
It seemed to be a little interesting.
Feng Xinglang leaned against the door, quietly listening to how Mo Ranran persuaded her stubborn father.
"I don't need anyone to take care of me! Hurry up and pack up and leave! "
"Dad, I just want to stay and be filial to you, please fulfill my filial piety!"
Mo Ranran must have come prepared. Her firm belief in staying in the Feng family was quite sincere and dramatic.
"Come on! Don't you think I don't know your playboy heart?! Do you think you can hide it from the world with your little thoughts? "
With Housekeeper Mo's social experience and discerning eyes, he could tell at a glance that his daughter's intentions were not in the wine.
"You want to stay and pester the Eldest Young Master of the Feng family, don't you?"
Housekeeper Mo hit the nail on the head and revealed his daughter's real motive.
"It's not shameful to like someone!" Mo Ranran snorted.
"Ranran, what is your identity? What is Eldest Young Master's identity? Eldest Young Master is the CEO of the Feng Corporation, with a net worth of tens of billions. "
"So what? I haven't even despised him for being so old! "
"You … you despise others?"
Feng Xinglang heard the conversation between Housekeeper Mo and his daughter, Mo Ranran. She was a girl with character! But wasn't such a personality a little too domineering?
Or, should Big Brother Feng Lixin find a gentle, virtuous, and obedient woman?
"Young Master already has a wife and child. Don't tell me you want to stay and be a mistress?"
Butler Mo had pointed out the most crucial point.
In fact, housekeeper Mo was not optimistic about the marriage between the young master and Lan Youyou from the beginning.
At that time, Second Young Master Feng Xinglang said that he wanted to use technology to make Lan Youyou give birth to a child of the Eldest Young Master so that he could be her spiritual support. Housekeeper Mo did not agree.
Because no matter how good a lie was, it would be exposed one day.
With Lan Youyou's stubborn and vile character, when the day came when the truth was revealed, it would only force Young Master Feng Lixin to be in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
That was indeed the truth! What Feng Xinglang could do was to make up for his mistakes again and again.
Up until now, Feng Xinglang was still suffering from the consequences of this "beautiful" mistake.
As for Young Master Feng Lixin, he was not able to be truly happy!
Although there is no real husband and wife, Lan Youyou is the legal wife of the eldest young master and the biological mother of Feng Tuantuan.
The latter was a fact that could never be changed!
As for the former …
But what could he do?
It was not something that a housekeeper like him could change!
Moreover, the Eldest Young Master loved Lan Youyou to the bone and would probably not change until death.
"Then … Brother Na Xin, is he … happy?"
Mo Ranran murmured. She knew some things about Feng Lixin, but not everything.
"Whether he is happy or not, it is not something that you can control!"
Housekeeper Mo said coldly, "Quickly pack your things and leave the Feng family! No one here welcomes you! "
"Old Mo, you're exaggerating! Let's not talk about how my Nuo Nuo and Tuantuan like this beautiful big sister. Personally, I still welcome little Ranran. "
Feng Xinglang directly interrupted Housekeeper Mo and said, "If Ranran doesn't mind, from now on, I will call you Little Sister Ranran and you will call me Brother Lang. How about that?"
It was a very attentive way to get close.
However, with a little girl sticking to him and calling him "Brother Lang", it should be pleasing to the ears.
"Second Young Master, you don't have to give me face …" Housekeeper Mo said bluntly.
"This time, I really don't!"
Feng Xinglang said with a smile, "I like this little sister Ranran from the bottom of my heart. She is lively, cheerful, and beautiful. Just looking at her makes one's mood brighten! Really! "
"…" Housekeeper Mo was half happy and half worried that his daughter was being praised. His feelings were really complicated.
"Ranran, go for a ride with Brother Lang!"
"Okay."
Mo Ranran immediately understood that this was Feng Xinglang's delaying tactic. She immediately took her shoulder bag and ran around her father.
With Feng Xinglang blocking the door, Housekeeper Mo could not stop her even if he wanted to. He could only watch his daughter get into the car of the Second Young Master.
*****
The car had just driven out of the neighborhood when Mo Ranran immediately stared at Feng Xinglang vigilantly.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you up to this time?"
In Mo Ranran's memory, Feng Xinglang was an illegitimate child who could not see the light of day. Other than being naughty and mischievous, the only other person who bullied her was Brother Xin.
In fact, Mo Ranran had lived in the Feng family for a long time when she was young. Before she went abroad, she would stay there every winter and summer vacation. However, they were separated into two villas, so she rarely had contact with the two young masters of the Feng family. Especially Feng Xinglang. At that time, Feng Yishan's attitude toward Feng Xinglang had changed drastically. In addition, Feng Xinglang did not care about small fries like Mo Ranran, so it was normal that he did not have any impression of Mo Ranran.
"Am I that bad?"
Feng Xinglang tilted his head and glanced at Mo Ranran who was on guard.
"Feng Xinglang, please don't bully your brother anymore! He has done so much for you. Although he does not ask for anything in return, you can't bite the hand that feeds you, right? "
Mo Ranran stared at Feng Xinglang who was driving and said resolutely, "I will supervise you from now on!"
"Why? Do you want to be the messenger of justice? Do you want to stand up for your Brother Xin? "
"Yes! If my father did not force me to go abroad, I would not have let you bully Brother Lixin so arrogantly! "
Feng Xinglang laughed. There was a trace of bitterness in his smile, but it was also gratifying.
He felt gratified for his brother Feng Lixin.
"Ranran, I got you out today … because I want to tell you how I 'bullied' my brother all these years!"
Feng Xinglang parked the car in a quiet parking space on a side road and began to talk to Mo Ranran.
"Where should I start? Let's start with how my brother was bewitched by that evil woman … "
Two hours later, Feng Xinglang returned to GK Ventures.
The amount of information they talked about was enough for the little girl to think for a few days.
When he passed by the secretaries' office, Feng Xinglang saw Nina, who was teaching the other secretaries.
For some reason, Feng Xinglang could not help but think of Yan Bang.
He would jump out of his memory from time to time, and he could not forget it even if he wanted to. Feng Xinglang could no longer calm himself down.
Feng Xinglang did not know if Nina really did not care about Yan Bang's life or if she wanted to forget the bad things and only magnify the good things in her life.
It was not strange when he thought about it: Nina must have a heart as strong as iron to be able to survive until now. Otherwise, from the moment she was born, she would have drowned in the spittle of the people around her.
Sometimes, the environment would force you to be strong! From then on, you would have a strong heart that even you could not help but sigh!
Feng Xinglang knew that Nina did not really want to take maternity leave; she had no maternity leave at all.
She just wanted to use some way to let the entire GK Ventures, or more people, know that she could have babies.
In the near future, her world would have one more child of her own!
It would not be abrupt, and no one would question her!
At least no one would question her identity as the biological mother!
As for who the biological father of the child was, it was not important! There were too many single parents on the street!
“Nina！”
Feng Xinglang called out to her in a deep voice.
The president's call attracted the attention of all the secretaries.
"What are you looking at? Focus and do your work! Is this the first time you know that the president doesn't like women? "
Nina's roar killed the female secretaries' playful thoughts in the bud.
In the spacious president's office, Feng Xinglang lazily narrowed his eyes and stared at Nina in front of him.
"I don't like women? It's not nice of you to smear my name like that, right? "
"I'm volunteering to pick girls for you!"
Nina handed a cup of freshly ground coffee to Feng Xinglang. "Do you want to have a few more Xiao Qiaos?"
Feng Xinglang was never afraid of rumors and slanders. He was never the kind of man who cared about other people's opinions.
Feng Xinglang's gaze fell on Nina's belly, which was moving closer to him. "How many months is the child?"
"More than two months."
Nina skillfully caressed her belly. No matter how he looked at it, she looked like a real pregnant woman.
Feng Xinglang almost had the illusion that Nina was carrying Yan Bang's child in her belly.
"More than two months … so soon?"
Feng Xinglang sighed. His Adam's apple moved rapidly, and with a slight tremble, he reached out to touch Nina's belly.
"Come, let godfather touch it."
Nina did not avoid Feng Xinglang's hand. "You miss Yan Bang, don't you?"
This voice made Feng Xinglang take the initiative to stop his hand.
Feng Xinglang retracted his hand and said coldly, "If he's dead, then he's dead. There's nothing to miss."
"Feng Xinglang, everyone in the world can forget Yan Bang, but you can't!"
Nina looked at Feng Xinglang's sharp eyes and said indifferently.
"Why can't I?"
Feng Xinglang smiled, and his smile was secretive. "In fact, I've almost forgotten him!"
"You won't forget!"
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