Seeing that Feng Xinglang was not optimistic about his relationship with Yuan Duoduo, Bai Mo was instantly annoyed.
"Brother Lang, you still have the nerve to say that? Didn't you say that Yuan Duoduo would kiss me fiercely if I showed her the divorce certificate? I did it, but she didn't kiss me! "
Bai Mo was inevitably a little emotional since he did not get kissed by Yuan Duoduo.
"Kiss you? You should be thankful that I didn't slap you! "
Feng Xinglang was really impressed by Bai Mo's' naivety '. Did he really think that Bai Mo's words were as effective as an imperial edict?
"Then you're setting me up!" Bai Mo snorted angrily.
"So what if I'm setting you up? Come and beat me up if you dare! "
For a guy like Bai Mo who did not know right from wrong, no matter how much effort he put in, he would not be able to figure out that someone else was treating him well.
Then, Feng Xinglang blurted out his provocative words.
"Don't, Brother Lang …"
Although he was impulsive, Bai Mo still controlled his emotions. "Think of a way for your brother! If I'm not happy, I'll be bothering you every day! Besides, if I'm happy, you'll be happy too, right? "
Bai Mo's words were quite pleasing to the ear.
"Go and play somewhere else! If you're not happy, I don't know how happy I'll be! "
Teasing Bai Mo for fun, to a certain extent, could make the depressed Feng Xinglang slightly addicted.
"Then I'll go bother my sister-in-law and ask her to think of a way for me!"
Bai Mo's IQ was still there. He knew that using the pregnant Lin Xueluo to threaten Feng Xinglang would definitely work!
"Don't you dare!"
As expected, the effect was quite obvious.
"Brother Lang, then tell me that you'll help me!"
Bai Mo seemed to be pestering Feng Xinglang. "I'm just asking you to come up with ideas, not asking you to climb a mountain of knives and dive into a sea of flames!"
"Then I'll help you again. Don't bother me anymore!"
After hanging up on Bai Mo, Feng Xinglang fell silent again.
Beside him was the document on how to cultivate potted plants such as orchids that Wendy had sorted out.
Although Feng Xinglang did not want to believe that Cong Gang was dead, the truth was getting crueler as time went by.
If those potted plants were still alive, they could at least have some spiritual sustenance and remembrance.
It was not easy for a toddler to push open the double doors.
It was Yan Wuchang.
He and his mom, Nina, were the only ones in GK who could freely enter the president's office.
"Are you alright?"
Feng Xinglang leaned forward and gently called out to the little fellow who pushed the door open with his shoulder.
The little guy was becoming more and more stocky. He had a sturdy little body and a strong head. He didn't look like Yan Bang, but his physique was just as sturdy.
"Daddy, carry …"
The little fellow had always addressed Feng Xinglang as Daddy. Feng Xinglang did not reject anyone.
Yan Wubing was already running steadily. He ran straight to Feng Xinglang's large office chair, kicked off his shoes, and climbed up Feng Xinglang's strong legs.
Feng Xinglang kissed the little fellow's rosy cheeks and murmured lovingly, "Why are you here again? Godfather has work to do! "
Feng Xinglang kissed the little fellow, and the little fellow passionately kissed him back a few times. He was practically brushing his saliva.
Feng Xinglang gently stroked the little fellow's shiny black hair and asked softly, "Wubing, do you miss your biological father?"
The little fellow arched in Feng Xinglang's arms as if he was about to take a nap.
"Godfather will take you to see your biological father, okay?"
Feng Xinglang gently patted the little fellow's butt.
"Okay …" the little fellow murmured sleepily.
As long as Feng Xinglang could carry him, the little fellow didn't mind going anywhere.
[That thing is both a life-saving talisman and a life-threatening talisman! It can save you, but it can also kill you! I seem to remember that both of you have worn it before … Either both of you die, or only one of you can live!]
Feng Xinglang originally wanted Yan Bang to arrange for an RV to pick him up, but he changed his mind and decided to drive himself.
He hadn't fully recovered from his injuries, especially the gunshot wound in his ribs. It still hurt a little when he carried Yan Wubing, who weighed 20 kilograms.
Fortunately, the little fellow was still sleepy and didn't make a fuss.
After entering Yulong City and parking the car, Feng Xinglang called Yan Bang.
"Go downstairs!"
"Lang? Where are you? "
"Take a guess?"
When Yan Bang ran to the window with his phone in hand and saw the Lexus, he felt as if he was bathing in the spring breeze.
The speed at which he went downstairs was as fast as jumping down from the building.
"Lang … Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have welcomed you, Second Master."
Yan Bang eagerly opened the door of the driver's seat for Feng Xinglang. "Didn't I give you an RV? You haven't recovered yet, so don't drive yourself."
"Carry your ancestor down! The little fellow is asleep! "
Yan Bang frowned slightly. "Why did you bring him here?"
"He's my biological son. Why do you think I brought him here?!"
Feng Xinglang really couldn't understand Yan Bang's indifferent attitude toward his biological son.
He felt that the child's existence was completely dispensable. He wouldn't care about his education or companionship at all.
Seeing that Feng Xinglang was angry, Yan Bang quickly carried Yan Wubing, who was sleeping in the back seat.
The little fellow woke up as soon as he was carried out and exposed to the cold wind. When he saw that the person carrying him was Yan Bang, he immediately opened his arms and threw himself at Feng Xinglang.
"Daddy carry … Daddy carry!"
"Get it straight, this bastard Yan Bang is your father!"
Looking at the little fellow leaning towards him, Feng Xinglang could only frown helplessly.
"Alright, don't make a fuss! Kiss me, I'm carrying you! Your godfather is injured, you can't carry him! Don't even think about it! "
Obviously, Yan Bang's yelling didn't work. Other than Nina and Feng Xinglang, the little fellow was also a master who refused to yield to others.
The little fellow used one hand to push Yan Bang's face, and the other hand tried to reach Feng Xinglang, who was walking in front, for a hug.
"Brat, if you dare to be stubborn with me again, I'll beat you up!"
Yan Bang symbolically patted the little fellow's butt, and the little fellow immediately used his little head to hit Yan Bang's head in self-defense.
How could his head be harder than his biological father Yan Bang's head? With a dull thud, the little fellow's tears almost came out.
Soon, a bruise appeared on the little fellow's head.
But he still didn't cry.
"Yan Bang, is your f * cking brain short-circuited? Do you think Wushuang is your enemy?! He's your own son! "
Feng Xinglang couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the little fellow from Yan Bang's arms.
"How dare you hit my head?" Yan Bang touched his head, which was hurting from being hit by the little fellow. "This little brat, when he grows up, he'll also be a master who doesn't recognize his own family!"
Yan Bang had never thought highly of kinship. Because he himself was a person who didn't recognize his own family.
But to Feng Xinglang … he could give everything he had, even his life.
Feng Xinglang glared at Yan Bang. "Shut your f * cking mouth! You'll f * cking die on the streets with no one to collect your corpse! "
Seeing that Yan Bang had given in, Feng Xinglang didn't continue to curse.
"By the way, where's Yoshida? I have something to ask him! "
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