At that time, Yan Bang didn't care at all.
At most, he would think that since Gong Benwen Tuo wanted that thing back, he should just return it to him! Subconsciously, he would more or less think that this guy was a little petty!
Back then, when Yan Bang asked him for help, Miyamoto Bunta actually had something to say. However, at that time, Yan Bang only wanted to save Feng Xinglang. He did not have the heart to listen to what Miyamoto Bunta had to say. He felt that even if the price was his life, he would gladly accept it.
As for the identification device within Yamaguchi-gumi, which looked like a wristwatch, Yan Bang seemed to have forgotten where he had placed it …
"Alright! I'll return it to you when I find it! "
Yan Bang only said that casually. Being rich and imposing, he was never stingy. It was only right for him to return what he borrowed. Moreover, that thing was now worthless to him.
"Mr. Yan Bang, the time that belongs to you and Feng Xinglang … is running out!"
Yan Bang, who was about to hang up the phone, was probably enjoying the dinner in the private room. However, Miyamoto Benwen's last sentence lifted his spirits.
Because Gong Benwen Tuo had mentioned Feng Xinglang!
"What do you mean? What do you mean I don't have much time left with Feng Xinglang? What do you mean? "
Yan Bang would pay extra attention to anything that concerned Feng Xinglang.
"I can't explain it clearly over the phone. Let's talk about it when we meet! I'm in Imperial Dragon City. You must see me tonight! "
What Gong Benwen Tuo emphasized was that Yan Bang had to see him, not that he had to see Yan Bang.
"Alright, I'll go see you after I'm done eating!"
Yan Bang casually agreed. Hearing Feng Xinglang's hearty laughter in the private room, he didn't pay too much attention to Gong Wentuo's words.
Even if the sky was about to fall, he had to let Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang finish this dinner first.
When Yan Bang came in, Bai Mo was already sitting in his seat, dipping his chopsticks in red wine and feeding Little Bug Chong in the baby dining chair.
Of course, Insect Feng would not give him face. With his weak arms and legs, he could only seek help from his own father, Feng Xinglang. Of course, the thing that could attract his father's attention the most was crying. He wailed loudly.
"Bai Mo, you're asking for a beating! Buggy is only seven months old … "
Feng Xinglang, who was protective of his child, directly carried the little thing out of the baby chair and placed it on his strong legs. He groaned a few times out of habit, and the little thing lay in his father's arms, ready to sleep.
Thinking about the table full of greasy food, he didn't have the appetite to eat. She might as well take a good sleep in her father's arms.
"Sure, give me Buggy."
Feeling sorry for her husband who had not eaten much, Xue Luo hurriedly got up and wanted to take the little thing away from her husband's arms.
Xue Luo, who was no longer breastfeeding, had been busy working out and shaping her body. She didn't dare to let her stomach go and eat.
But the little Feng Chong refused to move away from his father Feng Xinglang's embrace no matter what; even if the person who wanted to hug him was the softest mommy.
Let him eat properly? Then did he bring her to the place with the big caterpillar?!
Just letting him carry her for dinner was already letting him off easy!
Therefore, he clutched his father's shirt tightly. He would not give face to anyone who hugged him and burst into tears. Even his biological mother was no exception.
"Buggy, how about Sister Tuan Tuan carry you? If you do this, Uncle and Dad won't be able to eat properly. "
Feng Tuan Tuan had just stretched out his little hand when the little Feng Chong cried even more exaggeratedly.
I purposely didn't let this fellow who calls himself my biological father eat properly, do you have a problem with that? I can only hold it in!
"Alright, alright, all of you don't touch him! Buggy is probably going to sleep, I can still eat if I carry him. "
The little thing howled exaggeratedly from time to time. To Feng Xinglang, who was extremely protective of his child, it was enough to make his heart ache. He put down the bowl and chopsticks and started to concentrate on patting and coaxing the sleeping little fellow.
At that time, Feng Xinglang, who was wholeheartedly focused on his youngest son, did not notice that Yan Bang's expression was slightly tense and solemn. More or less because of Miyamoto Bunta's words' he doesn't have much time left with Feng Xinglang '!
What did he mean?
Whether Yan Bang had much time or not, it really had nothing to do with Miyamoto Bunta! But this concerned Feng Xinglang … Yan Bang had to be extremely cautious!
Looking at how Feng Xinglang doted on his own child like a nanny, Yan Bang really had the urge to be Feng Xinglang's son at that moment. To be hugged in his arms and murmured so tenderly, what kind of blissful experience would that be?
Seeing Yan Bang staring at her husband who was patting their child, Xue Luo asked softly, "Brother Yan, are you thinking of Wushang? Why didn't Sister Nina and Wushang come today? "
Yan Bang then slowly retracted his gaze and replied indifferently, "They said they are learning to swim …"
"Learning to swim is quite good, it can strengthen the child's heart muscle function and resistance."
Xue Luo also paid attention to the child's physical training, "When my Buggy can walk, I will also send him to learn to swim!"
"There's no need to send him outside to learn! Just throw him directly into the swimming pool, flop a few times, and drink a few mouthfuls of water, I guarantee he can swim! "
In Bai Mo's words, other people's children can totally be raised as wild children, but when it comes to his own daughter, he pampers her to no end.
"Then try throwing your Doudou Yaya into the swimming pool first?" Feng Xinglang teased.
"Cheh! This daughter is precious, she needs to be raised rich; this son is rough and thick, he needs to be raised poor! "
This logic was already very crooked, but unexpectedly Bai Mo added another sentence, "Second Brother Feng, anyway you can't give birth to a daughter, you won't understand even if I tell you! At most you only know how to pass off your own son as a daughter, to cheat and please your own wife that's all! Hahahaha … "
Bai Mo laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back!
It's this again!
Little Buggy is already seven months old … it's very hurtful okay!
"Bai Mo, what are you doing? You can't control your mouth again! "
Yuan Duoduo lightly reprimanded Bai Mo who had no control over his mouth, "You said that others can't give birth to a daughter, others laughed at you for not giving birth to a son!"
"Who wants to give birth to a son? So mischievous! How can there be someone as beautiful and cute as my Doudou Yaya! In the future, sons will all rebel against their superiors, daughters are the ones who are the most caring little cotton-padded jacket! "
Bai Mo spoke unintentionally, but Xue Luo listened attentively.
What did he mean by her man can't give birth to a daughter?!
Xue Luo wasn't angry at Bai Mo for having no control over his mouth, but she felt that no matter what, she had to give birth to a daughter, to dampen Bai Mo's arrogance. And also to make her man proud!
"My uncle and dad have a daughter!"
Feng Tuan Tuan was unconvinced and helped his uncle and aunt to argue with Bai Mo, "Tuan Tuan is my uncle and aunt's daughter!"
"Old lovers don't count!"
Bai Mo snorted and denied, "Besides, that's not Feng Xinglang's child!"
These words were already hurtful enough, he didn't expect there to be something even worse:
"Even if it's really Feng Xinglang's biological child, I bet that Feng Xinglang wouldn't dare to acknowledge it!"
Bai Mo who was drunk, just wanted to see the world in chaos. He didn't care about other people's feelings at all!
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