But in Yan Bang's mind, there was only him, Feng Xinglang!
He quietly stared at Feng Xinglang, who was meticulously feeding Little Wu Chong milk and egg stew. That cool and handsome face became even more charming because of his concentration.
"Are you spoiling this little thing because he's my son? Or is it because he's that monster's son? "
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang on the sofa. There was an indescribable sense of decadence in his posture.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and snorted. "What do you think?"
Yan Bang grinned. "Feng Xinglang, do you think I'm old? Or do you want to transfer your feelings for me to this little thing? "
"…" Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Yan Bang. He didn't want to answer such a perverted question.
Little Wu Bing ate a little too hastily. In addition, Feng Xinglang's feeding method was a little too rough. Even though he had reduced the amount of food he fed to his son by half, the swallowing ability of a four-month-old little fellow was obviously much weaker. The little fellow who couldn't swallow in time choked and started coughing. Feng Xinglang immediately patted the little fellow's back to help him cough out the food that was choking him.
After a howl, the little fellow continued to smack his lips and swallowed the rest of the stewed egg in his mouth.
He was indeed a little thing that was easy to take care of. His adaptability was quite strong.
"Since you designed and created him … you have to take responsibility for him!"
Yan Bang narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Xinglang. He liked Feng Xinglang's serious and focused look. It was a pity that this kind of seriousness and focus could not be used on him.
"Why? You're blaming me now?"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. "Fine! I'll take responsibility, then I'll take responsibility! "
Feng Xinglang put down the spoon in his hand and carried Little Wu Chong in his arms. He looked like he was about to leave.
"If you don't want to take care of this child, I will! OK？”
"You want to send this child to that freak, Nina, right?"
"That's none of your business! Just pretend that you never had this child! You didn't do anything anyway! "
Feng Xinglang looked around and couldn't find any clothes for Little Wu Chong. It seemed like he could only go out like this.
"Every time you take it back for that freak, I'll take it back again! Don't waste your efforts! "
Yan Bang's sinister voice came from behind Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang's slowed footsteps finally came to a halt.
Perhaps Yan Bang was right. Before the crux of the problem was solved, Yan Bang would snatch him back even if he brought Little Wushang back for Nina! Instead, it caused the little thing to suffer from the bumpy ride.
It was only four months old, and it could not withstand such a battle!
Feng Xinglang turned around and carried Little Wu Chong towards Yan Bang, who was sitting on the sofa. He then stuffed Little Wu Chong into Yan Bang's arms.
"The child is yours. You can do whatever you want with him. I don't care!"
Feng Xinglang held his breath slightly. "But there's one thing you'd better remember. If you really lose your mind, then I can only give up on you! Renounce our brotherly friendship! From here on out! "
Such a warning was considered very serious.
But it wasn't a threat!
Under certain conditions, Feng Xinglang could still be ruthless!
"Threatening me again?"
Yan Bang nudged the little thing in his arms, who was still groaning. "Quick, let your godfather stay here for lunch! I'm already here … "
Since Yan Bang used Little Wu Chong's tone to ask him to stay, Feng Xinglang gave Little Wu Chong face.
Lunch was settled in the living room. There was nothing inconvenient in such a big living room.
With the addition of a little life, the big house seemed to have a trace of liveliness!
"Leopard Head …"
Feng Xinglang called out to Leopard Head, who was instructing the waiters to serve the dishes.
"Hey, you're here. Second Master, you called for me? "Leopard Head answered and walked in.
"Give me your phone!"
"… Oh!"
Leopard Head, who reacted half a beat slower, immediately took out his phone and handed it to Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang pressed a string of numbers on Leopard Head's phone. "Go find this person. Ask her to buy some baby products for your Young Master Yan!"
"Yes, Second Master!"
Feng Xinglang gave Leopard Head Nina's phone number. He knew that Nina would ask Leopard Head about Little Wu Chong's situation, and at the same time, he was also hinting and reminding Nina that Little Wu Chong might stay in Yulong City and live with his biological father, Yan Bang!
In other words, this time, Feng Xinglang didn't want to bring Little Wu Chong back from Yan Bang!
Before the key problem was solved, hugging him back and forth would only make the little fellow even more restless!
From the moment Feng Xinglang agreed to help Nina plot to make use of Yan Bang, the little fellow was destined to suffer today's disaster!
"Feng Xinglang, if you worry so much for me, it will make me misunderstand … that you have that kind of feelings for me!"
Yan Bang grinned mischievously. "Feelings that can't be expressed?"
Feng Xinglang placed the crying little fellow on the sofa bed and covered him with a blanket from the bedroom.
"It seems that your filthy heart can no longer be cleansed!"
Feng Xinglang stood up again. "Yan Bang, as a brother, I've done what I should have done. I've also done what I shouldn't have done! How you experience it, that's your own business! There's a saying that goes, stubbornness is the source of pain! I hope you know what to do! "
Seeing that Feng Xinglang really abandoned the four-month-old little fellow and left resolutely, Yan Bang seemed to be a little stunned.
Did he really not care about the little fellow's life or death? Or was the love he displayed just a facade?
Yan Bang couldn't make Feng Xinglang stay, and this little fellow couldn't make Feng Xinglang stay either!
…
Nina was waiting outside Yulong City.
Just as Feng Xinglang expected, when Leopard Head called to ask her about baby products, Nina had already asked Leopard Head about Little Wu Chong's condition.
Seeing that Feng Xinglang couldn't carry Little Wu Chong out, Nina's heart tightened again.
"Don't worry, Yan Bang is Wu Chong's biological father. He won't be so cruel as to harm his own son!"
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang sighed slowly. "If he really wants to harm Wu Chong … Neither you nor I can stop him, right?"
"Actually, as long as you can hold on a little longer, you can still carry Wu Chong out of Yan Bang's hands!"
Nina let out a long and mournful snort. "Feng Xinglang, you just won't let us go far away! Back then, I used you … But what about now? You beat me at my own game and controlled me and Wu Chong! "
"Am I as evil as you say?"
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