Feng Xinglang was stupid enough, but was Lin Xueluo the same?
How could she allow her husband to stay out of the house in the middle of the night and hang out with a man who was abnormal?
Wasn't she looking for death?
To be more precise, she was helping Yan Bang get himself killed!
The more Yan Bang behaved like this, the more Hetun wouldn't let him go!
Even if he could escape now, he couldn't escape forever!
Moreover, the current Yan Bang was a crippled and impoverished Yan Bang!
Feng Xinglang couldn't protect him even if he wanted to.
When Feng Xinglang woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window.
There was no saluting Yan Bang or noisy Bai Mo by his side.
Hearing noises in the room, the waiter who had been waiting outside knocked on the door and came in.
"President Feng, do you want your breakfast sent to your room?"
"No! Where's President Bai? "
"President Bai went with President Yan for the ankle surgery. I think the surgery is almost over. "
So obedient … At least at this moment, Feng Xinglang was glad.
"President Yan will be resting at your resort for a while. Please take care of him!"
"President Feng, you're welcome. It's our honor to have President Yan resting at our resort. "
Feng Xinglang didn't stay at the resort to wait for Yan Bang's ankle surgery. Instead, he rushed back to GK Ventures.
He parked his car in a special parking space. When he walked to the elevator, a shadow floated in front of him and blocked his way.
It was Xing Ba.
"Did your foster father teach you to be sneaky so early in the morning?"
"Prince Xing, you look radiant. You must have had a good night!"
Xing Ba boldly teased Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang frowned and asked coldly, "You weren't following me, were you?"
"Yan Bang's resurrection is a happy event. There's no harm in celebrating!"
"He Tun found out?"
"A mysterious person sent a bunch of photos of brothers hugging each other in the water. My foster father's eyesight is so low that he can't even pretend to be blind!"
This was the line Xing Ba had been thinking about all night. He purposely used the word "a mysterious person", which was quite suggestive.
He couldn't possibly say, "It was your dear daddy who sent Xing Shiqi to follow you, and then accidentally took those photos and sent them directly to Hetun to claim credit." Actually, Xing Shiqi was not asking for credit. He was just following the orders of the River Town.
A mysterious person? A bunch of photos of them hugging in the water?
Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Cong Gang. He seemed to remember very clearly that Cong Gang had once warned him to be careful of River Tun. They would not let go of Yan Bang who had come back from the dead!
What was this dog trying to do?
Saving Yan Bang on one hand and reaping as much benefits as he could; on the other hand, he was going to inform River Tun?
What was his ultimate goal? Or did he want to kill Yan Bang?
It seemed like Cong Gang was definitely going to be the scapegoat!
"Crown Prince Xing, as the adopted sons of He Tun, we really don't want to see you and your father fall out too much! If that happens, our lives will also be difficult! "
"That's why you came here early in the morning to let me know? And you came in person? "
Feng Xinglang smiled calmly.
"Do you think I want to? Most importantly, you didn't pick up my calls! It's fine if you didn't pick up, but you even asked Yan Bang to pick up … "
Xing Shiqi sighed. "Think about it. If it was your biological father who called and Yan Bang was the one who picked up … and it was in the middle of the night! It would be strange if my godfather didn't chase after him to the resort with a knife! "
Feng Xinglang's face was gloomy. "You called me last night? And Yan Bang picked up? "
"Do you think I would make up a story to tease you? Crown Prince Xing, I really don't have that much free time. "
"Then … what kind of tricks did He Tun come up with this time?"
Feng Xinglang asked anxiously.
"You mean my godfather …"
Xing Shiqi hesitated. "Anyway, as a father, I can't tolerate a man who is abnormal in X, pestering his only son all day long! My godfather is still waiting to hold his granddaughter! "
Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds. "I understand … Xing Shiqi, thank you!"
"You're welcome! After all, we are both surnamed Xing! "
Sensing that Feng Xinglang's face was a little dark, he quickly added, "At least my surname is Xing!"
On the way back to Shallow Water Bay, Xing Shiqi looked gloomily at Xing Ba, who had been silent all this time.
"Eighth Brother, did I do something wrong?"
"You're not completely wrong! It's just a little ridiculous! "
"Eighth Brother … Is it wrong to follow Godfather's orders?"
"Don't be anxious. Let me first explain to you the relationship between foster father and Feng Xinglang, as well as Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang!"
For the next half an hour, Xing Ba analyzed this complicated relationship to Xing Shiqi.
Xing Shiqi was a little confused! But at least he understood it now.
…
"Brother Bang, I've brought the things you wanted. “
Bai Mo hurriedly brought a black leather suitcase from the Bai Residence. It wasn't very big. It was smaller than an ordinary suitcase and couldn't hold much. It was easy for Bai Mo to carry it.
This was the secret between Bai Mo and Yan Bang!
Yan Bang had told Bai Mo more than once that if he died on the street one day, he should ask Bai Mo to take out this black suitcase from Yulong City.
Bai Mo only remembered to take out this suitcase from Yulong City more than a month after Yan Bang's death. Fortunately, he arrived before Yulong City fell into Cong Gang's hands.
There was another agreement: if Feng Xinglang shed tears at Yan Bang's funeral, or if he was devastated by Yan Bang's death, Bai Mo could give this suitcase to Feng Xinglang!
Unfortunately, even after Yan Bang's memorial service, Feng Xinglang didn't show a trace of sadness; his life was still quite comfortable. How could such a Feng Xinglang let Bai Mo give him such a precious relic of Yan Bang!
"Brother Bang, what good stuff are you hiding in this suitcase?" Bai Mo leaned over and asked.
Yan Bang, who had finished the surgery to correct his left ankle, just touched the suitcase for a while, but didn't open it.
"Brother Bang, at the end of the day, you still treat Second Brother better than me!"
Bai Mo muttered discontentedly, "You leave all the good stuff to Second Brother … You never think of me!"
"It's not like it's a treasure! Look at how sour you are! "
Yan Bang threw the suitcase aside, lay back on the rattan chair, and closed his eyes to rest.
"Could it be … a love letter to Second Brother?"
Bai Mo, who was extremely curious, always had this kind of strange and wonderful idea.
Yan Bang's lips curled up coldly, "Don't even think about it! I only see Feng Xinglang as my own brother! "
"You're bluffing!"
Bai Mo rolled his eyes, "If you don't have that kind of relationship with Second Brother, I'll write my name backwards!"
"Mo San, Feng Xinglang has his own family; he has a wife and a son! Even if I do have that kind of relationship with him, I will kill it! So, from now on, don't talk nonsense! Especially in front of the Feng family! Understand? "
Bai Mo looked at Yan Bang quietly, and after a long time, he murmured, "Brother Bang, you've changed!"
"It's not me who has changed! It's … "
"It's Second Brother?" Bai Mo interrupted.
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