At this point in time, everything that needed to be known should already be known!
Actually, Feng Xinglang had come an hour or two late on purpose. His purpose was to let Yan Bang know the results of the paternity test first and save him a lot of saliva.
The large living room was relatively empty. Yan Wubing's cries filled the spacious living room.
The little fellow was stripped naked and thrown onto the ice-cold quartz table, letting him cry and throw a tantrum.
The little fellow was only four months old and didn't know how to move. He could only wave his limbs in the air, struggling to find comfort.
But other than his silly father who didn't move, there was no other living thing around!
The little fellow had been crying for more than four hours. His voice was hoarse, but he still continued to cry.
His whole body was drenched in sweat from crying so hard. It was as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Yan Wubing … Yan Wubing … It seemed like this name and surname were tailor-made for this child!
Unharmed … it meant that he didn't have any illnesses. By extension, it meant that although he had been harmed, there were no adverse effects.
In other words, Yan Bang was already beyond cure. Feng Xinglang hoped that this child could be normal, healthy, and disease-free.
This name really had a deep meaning!
He had given so much thought to it!
When Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Bang was still staring at Yan Wubing, who was waving his arms and legs. There was a rare silence.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang on the sofa and walked straight to the crying little Wu Chao.
"Godfather is here … good boy, don't cry!"
Feng Xinglang took off his coat and wrapped the naked little fellow in his arms. He patted him gently to comfort him.
Other than his mommy, the little fellow was closest to Feng Xinglang.
He glanced at Feng Xinglang, but the little fellow was still whimpering. It seemed to be blaming him for coming so late.
Feng Xinglang used his fingertip to lightly tap Wu Chao's mouth. The little fellow immediately stopped crying and began to smack his lips. He must be starving.
"Leopard Head …"
Feng Xinglang shouted outside the door.
"Hey, coming!" Leopard Head immediately answered and entered.
"Go ask the chef to make some refreshing egg stew with milk. Tell the chef that it's for four-month-old babies! "
"Alright, I'll go now!"
To be honest, when Leopard Head found out that Yan Wuchang was really Yan Bang's biological son, he was quite gratified. Listening to the child crying in the living room, it was really distressing, but there was nothing Leopard Head could do. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang came!
The little fellow was still humming and wriggling around in Feng Xinglang's arms. It seemed to be using its mouth to catch something like a pacifier.
"Feng Xinglang, you've really put in a lot of effort!"
Finally, after a long period of silence, Yan Bang slowly opened his mouth.
"If you could be a little more normal, I wouldn't have to worry about this!"
Feng Xing grunted and lowered his head to gently rub the little fellow's cheek with the tip of his nose.
Such an explanation should be an admission of his crime of plotting against Yan Bang.
"You actually found a monster that's neither male nor female to be my child's mother? Are you trying to disgust me? "
Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang, who was coaxing Xiao Wushang.
"Don't speak ill of his mother in front of Wu Chong!"
Feng Xinglang used a tissue to gently wipe Wu Chong's sweaty little face. The extremely hungry little fellow twisted his little head in the direction Feng Xinglang wiped, thinking that it was a milk bottle.
This made Feng Xinglang smile gently.
"Good boy, there will be food in a while! The chef is cooking for you, Young Master Yan! "
"Yan Wubing … Hehe," Yan Bang snorted coldly. "So you've been scheming to make me think that this little thing is your illegitimate child, and then you'll naturally make me accept this child as my godson … Feng Xinglang, is there really a need to go through so much trouble?"
"That's because you're too stupid! You're as stubborn as a stone in a latrine pit! "
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and said casually, "If I don't play some tricks, will you obediently give in?"
"Feng Xinglang, have you considered my feelings when you do this?"
Yan Bang picked up the bottle beside him and gulped down a mouthful of whiskey.
"I really haven't considered it!"
Feng Xinglang carefully wiped away the sweat on Wu Chong's face. "I just want you to have an heir! To have a child! To put it bluntly, someone will collect your corpse and wear mourning clothes for you! "
"But you can't just randomly find an androgynous monster to be my child's mother!"
Yan Bang sneered. "Isn't this too hasty?"
"First of all, Nina is not as bad as you think!"
Feng Xinglang looked up at Yan Bang and said calmly, "Secondly, is it important to you who Wu Chong's biological mother is?"
"It's not important!"
Yan Bang leaned back. "Feng Xinglang, you can reject me, but you really don't have to use a child to deliberately correct me!"
"It seems that you still have some self-awareness! And you also know that you need to correct yourself! "
Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang, and Yan Bang stared back at him!
The moment their eyes met, there was a sense of the brave winning!
Yan Bang's gaze was very determined.
So determined that no one could doubt it!
Feng Xinglang really did not like Yan Bang's gaze!
Leopard Head brought in the stewed egg with milk that Chef had quickly prepared. "I've already cooled it down with ice. It's not hot to the touch. "
"Put it down! Go and ask Chef to prepare lunch, I have something to discuss with your Brother Bang! "
"Okay!"
It seemed that Leopard Head also realized that as long as Feng Xinglang was around, it was normal for his master, Yan Bang, to be very quiet.
After testing the temperature of the stewed egg with his lips, Feng Xinglang fed it to Wu Chong.
The starving little fellow squeaked noisily. When there was no bottle to drink, he could also make do with a spoon.
"Slow down, slow down, godfather will not fight with you to eat!"
Feng Xinglang fed very seriously, just like a kind father.
Yan Bang looked at him quietly. He could feel that Feng Xinglang really doted on this little fellow.
This kind of feeding method was comparable to feeding his own son!
Feng Xinglang patiently fed it spoonful by spoonful, and the little guy was eating happily.
"Is it very delicious? Let me tell you, your biological father's chef's exquisite culinary skills are top-notch in Shen City! You'll be lucky from now on! If there's delicious food, remember to call godfather and Brother Nuo Nuo together! "
Feng Xinglang's brows were gentle as he fed and chatted with the little fellow.
"Oh yes, and your Uncle Bai Mo's two beautiful little princesses … You and your Brother Nuo Nuo can each have one!"
Feng Xinglang painted a beautiful blueprint for the future.
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