His son's words made Feng Xinglang frown: He Tun, he was determined to put Yan Bang to death!
In order to avoid arousing suspicion, he didn't even use his godson. Why did he beat around the bush to look for mercenaries?
To be honest, at a certain moment last night, Feng Xinglang also had the urge to kill Yan Bang!
But impulse was impulse. After calming down, Feng Xinglang still attached great importance to his brotherly relationship with Yan Bang.
While his son went to the secretary department to look for Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang made a call.
The call was to Bai Mo. He didn't expect Bai Mo to be with Yan Bang that son of a bitch.
"It's Second Brother Feng."
"Answer it!"
Yan Bang, who was lying on the sofa, jumped up.
Bai Mo dialed Feng Xinglang's number and put it on speaker.
"Third Brother Mo, where is your Brother Bang now?"
"I don't know … isn't he with you?"
Bai Mo stretched his limbs and pretended to be innocent.
"Send someone to find your Brother Bang first! Then lock him in the manor and don't let him go out! He'll die! "
"Second Brother Feng, what do you mean?"
Bai Mo didn't understand Feng Xinglang's words. "Are you cursing my Brother Bang to die?"
"There's an enemy who wants your Brother Bang's life! Just do as you see fit! "
Feng Xinglang couldn't be bothered to explain anything to Bai Mo.
"Enemy? What enemy? "Bai Mo asked reflexively.
"How would I know!"
Feng Xinglang said coldly, "Yan Bang, that son of a b * tch, has so many enemies … Now that he's down and out like a stray dog, if it were me, I would also take the opportunity to kill him! Everyone kicks a wall when it's down. You don't understand this! "
Actually, it wasn't hard to tell that Feng Xinglang was deliberately obscuring the identity of the enemy. As long as it could serve as a reminder and warning, he certainly didn't want the hatred between someone and Yan Bang to expand beyond repair.
Yan Bang didn't care which enemy came to seek revenge on him, but Feng Xinglang's concern made him very touched.
He thought that Feng Xinglang would because of last night …
"Lang … about last night, I'm very sorry."
Yan Bang, who was too excited, grabbed the phone from Bai Mo's hand.
As soon as he heard Yan Bang's voice, Feng Xinglang immediately hung up the phone and threw it aside angrily.
"Hello … hello … Feng Er … Feng Er … is he dead?"
Bai Mo snorted in dissatisfaction. "Feng Er's temper is getting worse! Who are you trying to show your face to? "
Suddenly, as if she had discovered a new continent, Bai Mo drew close to the silent and listless Yan Bang. Her beautiful red lips curled up.
"Brother Bang, be honest … Did you sleep with Feng Er last night?"
Yan Bang's' I'm sorry about last night 'really made people's imaginations run wild.
Yan Bang narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Mo's face, which was fairer than a woman's.
"Sleep with Feng Xinglang? Do you think I have the guts to do that? "
Bai Mo's eyebrows twitched. "Then why did you say 'I'm sorry about last night'? What are you sorry for?"
"Oh, I accidentally scared his precious niece into crying. He cried his heart out and couldn't stop, so he pissed off your Brother Lang! "
Yan Bang casually made up a lie.
"You're sorry about that?"
Bai Mo wasn't stupid enough to believe anything Yan Bang said.
"You think it's a small matter?"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and followed Bai Mo's words. "I also think that Feng Er is making a mountain out of a molehill!"
Bai Mo pursed her beautiful M-shaped lips. "But then again, Tuan Tuan is the illegitimate daughter of Feng Er and his old lover … He treasures her like his own life! It's possible that he'll get angry at you over such a small matter! "
"…" Yan Bang didn't expect to be able to get away with it so easily.
…
In fact, during the lunch break, Feng Xinglang had already noticed that his woman's mood was down.
That kind of depressed mood shouldn't be as simple as having a period and not feeling well.
When it was almost time to get off work, Xue Luo, who was not in the mood to continue working, tidied up her desk and went to the CEO's office to visit her son who had been torturing her husband for the whole day.
Seeing that his wife was still in a depressed mood, Feng Xinglang threw his phone to Lin Nuo who was playing with an iPad on the sofa.
"Nuo Nuo, call Xing Laoba. Tell him that you miss him a lot! "
"I don't want to!"
Lin Nuo who had quick reflexes immediately put down the iPad in his hands and jumped up to hug his mommy who was walking in.
"Stinky daddy, you want to throw me to Laoba again!"
"Look at how smart you are …"
Feng Xinglang was amused by his son's reflexive cuteness, "You're indeed my, Feng Xinglang's, biological son!"
Lin Nuo hugged his mommy's waist tightly and glared indignantly at his biological father Feng Xinglang who was sitting in front of the large office table.
"Stinky daddy, are you thinking of selfishly occupying my mommy again and then playing around like a hooligan!"
"How can you talk to your biological father like that? Impudent! "
Feng Xinglang pretended to reprimand the little boy and then said kindly, "Can your biological father and your mommy have a little private space and time? Young master Nuo, grant me and your mommy a night of two people world! "
"No!" The little boy sternly refused, "But you can bring me and mommy to have a three people world!"
Looking at the father and son pair who were arguing, Xue Luo slightly sighed.
"Xinglang, I … I'm not feeling well, it's better not to send Nuo Nuo to Shallow Water Bay."
Xue Luo tactfully reminded the man: Her special condition is not suitable for two people world tonight.
"What are you thinking … Do you really think your biological husband is an animal who only thinks in that aspect?"
Feng Xinglang snorted, "I want to invite you to watch a movie and then have a candlelight dinner."
To tell the truth, Feng Xinglang's suggestion moved Xue Luo. It seems that it has been a while since she had such a romantic time with her own man.
"Then bring me along to watch a movie and have a candlelight dinner!"
The little boy refused to let go of the arm that was hugging his mommy's waist.
"Let's go home. There's also a cinema at home. "
Xue Luo was really reluctant to leave her son and hugged him tightly.
"Mommy still loves me the most! She would never leave her own biological son! "
The little boy snorted, "Biological son also loves mommy the most!"
"…" Fine, he was once again sung as a bastard's biological father's white face!
But when the family of three returned home, Auntie An told them: Feng Lixin brought his daughter Feng Tuantuan and Mo Ranran to watch an animated movie.
This development speed …
Feng Xinglang already started to suspect: His excessive matchmaking was obviously unnecessary! Because Big Brother Feng Lixin had already learned to take the initiative to talk about love!
"Good son, why don't we go watch an animated movie together?"
Thinking that the little boy would be envious of others, Feng Xinglang leisurely asked.
"I don't want to watch that kind of childish movie! It's all for little brats! "
"…"
This precocious brat!
…
After struggling with her thoughts for more than half a month, Xue Luo finally plucked up her courage and stepped into the gynecology hospital.
Two hours later, there was another woman who lost her soul in this world.
Xue Luo really regretted coming here. She had already predicted that the result would make her sad …
Xue Luo didn't even know how she walked out of this gynecology hospital.
Xue Luo couldn't completely understand those professional test terms.
However, she clearly heard the doctor's words.
[In layman's terms, your body is no longer suitable to be a mother again! In other words, the probability of you getting pregnant is very very low.]
It wasn't just because of the child who died before he was born. Early on when she was pregnant with her son, her body was already seriously overdrawn.
It wasn't strange: Xue Luo lived a restless life ever since she knew she was pregnant.
There was also the soaking in the cold seawater, the dirty air in the container, the dark cellar … and the beatings that Lan Youyou gave her.
Xue Luo clearly remembered: Her mouth was beaten by Lan Youyou to the point that she couldn't even eat. But for the sake of the child in her stomach, she endured the pain and swallowed the food that was mixed with her own blood!
Her son Nuo Nuo was born safely, he was really lucky.
During the five years in Pater Castle, there wasn't a day when Xue Luo didn't worry about her son's life.
She was really afraid that if He Tun was in a bad mood, he would strangle his son's life!
Accompanying He Tun was like accompanying a ferocious beast.
Fortunately, those days of fear and trepidation were finally over …
But when they returned to Shen Cheng, what awaited them was an even more brutal situation.
It was really hard for the child who didn't expect it to come …
Xue Luo sat on the curb beside the asphalt road. She stared blankly at the grass that came out from the roadbed.
Xue Luo didn't want to cry.
She really couldn't find a reason to cry!
Was it because she couldn't conceive again, couldn't she be a mother again?
Didn't she already have a healthy and smart son? Her life had been extended!
But Xue Luo's heart was extremely bitter.
Everyone said to look forward to the bright future. Xue Luo also wanted to forget the sadness and pain of the past, but why was it so difficult?
Originally, she thought that as long as her heart was big enough, the past would be the past. She didn't expect that all the hardships of the past would be imprinted on her body in such a way.
She couldn't forget it even if she wanted to!
Xue Luo suddenly felt that her heart was as big as a fool's.
But even if she wanted to be a fool, reality didn't even give her the chance to be a fool.
Just when she was looking forward to the bright future, reality suddenly opened up those scars that hadn't completely healed yet. Forcing her to relive the past over and over again.
Did he want her to cry bitterly?
Or did he want her to be in so much pain that she wished she was dead?
Xue Luo smiled bitterly: I won't cry, I won't be sad, I won't be sad!
Let's see what else you can do to me!
"Xiaocao ah, Xiaocao, are you stupid ah … You finally got out of this roadbed with great difficulty, but you just had to choose to grow on this asphalt road … Don't you know that all the cars and people coming and going will crush you to death!"
Even if it was crushed to death, it was the way that Little Grass chose to grow!
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