Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang from the corner of his eyes. He felt that this old man was hopeless and could be given up!
"Yan Bang, not only is your illness untreatable, it's getting worse … Maybe we can't even be friends anymore!"
Feng Xinglang reached out and held Little Wu Chong's little hand that was waving in the air. It's better to nurture the little one!
"What about Nina? In your heart, I'm not even as good as that androgynous monster? "
Yan Bang became more agitated as he spoke. "You can sleep with her and have a child with her, but you can't with me …"
"Shut up!"
Feng Xinglang reprimanded Yan Bang and stopped him from speaking without thinking.
Little Wu Chong, who was frightened, started to whimper. Feng Xinglang suppressed his anger and carried the little one out of the stroller.
"Godfather, did I scare you? Be good, don't cry … "
Feng Xinglang planted a kiss on the little boy's arm. "Your father is acting up again. Godfather only scolded him once, and you're already upset? You can't be such an ingrate, can you? "
Yan Bang, who was insensitive, did not think too deeply about Feng Xinglang's words. He only thought that Feng Xinglang was teasing him.
"Let's call it Wu Chong City! It sounds nice and easy to remember! Consider it a greeting gift for Wu Chong! "
Feng Xinglang knew that he could not persuade the stubborn Yan Bang in a short time, but he had to think about Wu Chong's future.
A violent person like Yan Bang might be alive and kicking one second, but he might explode and die in some smelly ditch the next.
"You're really good to this little one!"
Yan Bang sighed.
"What can I do … His father is crazy, I have to think about his future!"
Seeing that the little one was smacking his lips, Feng Xinglang pressed the intercom. "Wendy, come here for a moment."
"Godfather called a beauty to serve you! Are you happy? "
The little one hummed and seemed to be quite satisfied with being held in Feng Xinglang's arms.
"Feng Xinglang, you spoil this child so much … Are your wife and child really okay with it?"
Yan Bang found it hard to believe that Feng Xinglang, who usually treated his wife and son like treasures, would actually pamper his illegitimate son so ostentatiously in his office.
"Yan Bang, with your EQ, it's a miracle that you've survived until now!"
Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a cold stare, but he placed Little Wu Chong into Yan Bang's arms.
"Hold him for a while! This little thing's spine hasn't hardened yet. Hold it steady! "
Yan Wuchang, who was sent into Yan Bang's arms, didn't cry or make a fuss. He just looked at the ferocious-looking stranger quietly.
He didn't seem to be afraid, but he also didn't feel the magical closeness of kinship.
Feng Xinglang had been observing the subtle changes in Yan Bang and his son's expressions.
Yan Bang's gaze was scrutinizing. It was as if he was trying to find Feng Xinglang's shadow on Xiao Wushang's face. Xiao Wushang's gaze when she looked at her biological father was pure and untainted.
Almost reflexively, Feng Xinglang wanted to freeze this scene. So, he picked up the phone on his desk and took a picture of this heartwarming scene.
Perhaps this could become one of the props he could use to explain to Little Wu Chong in the future: Your biological father actually loves you! He's loved you so much since you were young!
"Xinglang, why do I feel that this child … doesn't look like you? Have you done a paternity test with this child? "
Yan Bang stared at Little Wu Chong for a while before he asked this question. "Even if you accidentally slept on the wrong bed, don't be fooled by that treacherous woman, Nina, into becoming a father!"
Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Yan Bang. Do you think I'm an idiot like you? That I can fool anyone?
"Regardless of whether Wu Chong is my biological son or not, I will love him!"
This sentence actually had a deeper meaning. It was precisely because Feng Xinglang's careless words became Little Wu Chong's shield in the future.
"Feng Xinglang, I think you've really fallen in love with that monster, Nina!"
When Wendy came in, she happened to hear Yan Bang's words. Fortunately, she wasn't a woman with a long tongue.
"Wu Chong should be hungry. Carry him to the lounge to take care of him."
"Yes, Director Feng."
Yan Bang glanced at Wendy, who had pushed the stroller into the lounge, and raised his voice. "Why didn't you ask your woman to serve your illegitimate child?"
"I haven't reached that level yet!"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. "My woman can only serve me and my Young Master Nuo!"
Seeing that Nina had gone out to handle some matters, Xue Luo was quite worried about Little Wu Chong, who was left in the office.
She didn't know if her husband could take good care of the little one. Moreover, the little one didn't like to cry. What if he peed when he was hungry?
Seeing that Wendy had been called over, Xue Luo was relieved.
The little one was only three to four months old. No matter whose child he was, Xue Luo would love and cherish him.
…
When Feng Xinglang rushed to Qi Bei Shan City, Cong Gang had already set up an automatic sprinkler system for the flowers and plants.
It seemed like he was going to go on a long journey.
Feng Xinglang's arrival caused an imperceptible trace of warmth to flash across his cold face.
He shouldn't be here to send him off! During this period of time, Feng Xinglang would probably only care about Yan Bang's illegitimate child!
He actually helped Yan Bang create an illegitimate child?
He was really considerate!
Was he afraid that Yan Bang would suddenly die on the streets?
If Cong Gang was willing to be seen by Feng Xinglang, he would not avoid him.
In other words, if Feng Xinglang could see Cong Gang, it meant that Cong Gang was in a good mood.
When Feng Xinglang went upstairs, Cong Gang closed the door of the greenhouse and was about to go downstairs.
Feng Xinglang glanced at those strange things. "Are you going on a long journey?"
Cong Gang turned around and glanced at Feng Xinglang.
"Yes! I'm going to return a favor! "
"Return a favor?"
Feng Xinglang frowned and asked, "Who else do you owe a favor to?"
"You don't need to know! Anyway, I'm not returning a favor to your wife! "
These words were very provocative!
Thinking back to the time when Cong Gang said that he loved his wife, it provoked Feng Xinglang to beat him up crazily.
Who would have thought that not long after, he wanted to beat him up again?
"Cong Gang, are you f * cking looking for death?"
As expected, Feng Xinglang's bellicose nature was stirred up by Cong Gang's words.
"So what if I'm looking for death? Can you beat me? "
Cong Gang was always able to say such provocative words in such a casual manner. However, it could stimulate the irritable Feng Xinglang even more.
"You want to fight with me again, right?"
In terms of fighting skills, Feng Xinglang was really not as good as Cong Gang. Of course, Feng Xinglang did not rely on fighting people every day for a living.
However, Cong Gang was different. He adeptly mastered all kinds of deadly moves that could kill people.
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