What was the background of this foster son Fifteen?
What could make Hetun hold such a high-profile and generous ceremony for him?
Undoubtedly, the reason why Hetun invited so many noble families in Shen City was to witness the ceremony between him and his foster son Fifteen. It was enough to show that Hetun cared about this foster son very much!
Five years ago, Hetun was persuaded to leave by the government of Shen City.
He Tun's sudden departure also made Feng Xinglang feel that something was amiss. Because at that time, it was easy for Hetun to strike the iron while it was hot to kill the two brothers of the Feng family! But Hetun chose to leave Shen City.
One year, two years, three years … Now, it had been five years, and Hetun actually made a comeback again!
Did he ask Feng Xinglang to make a choice again?
Feng Xinglang fell into contemplation. He was weighing whether he should take the initiative to attack this time or wait and see and defend.
It seemed that this time, Feng Xinglang didn't have the passive mentality that he had five years ago.
He was alone!
If one person was full, the whole family would not be hungry!
Therefore, Feng Xinglang could fight with Hetun at any time!
As for his brother Feng Lixin and Feng Tuantuan … he would naturally do his best to protect them!
They were Feng Xinglang's loved ones.
But today, Feng Xinglang didn't have the suffocating depression and the heavy psychological shackles that he carried five years ago. He could be more meticulous, more thorough, and more skillful in fighting to the death with River Tun! For his dead child!
"Brother Lang, do you want to ask Captain Jian to prepare first?" Ye Shinian asked in advance.
"No! Hetun doesn't have dementia that he would attack me in front of a group of noble families. "
Feng Xinglang raised his handsome eyebrows, "Tonight, we only need to bring our mouths there! By the way, bring your roaring friends, it will be easier to adjust the atmosphere! "
"Got it!"
After a short pause, Ye Shinian asked again, "By the way, Brother Lang, what is the background of this Fifteen? Is he the biological son of Hetun? "
"Whether he is the biological son of that poisonous fish, I am not interested in knowing! I am only interested in how Hetun will die! "
Feng Xinglang's eyes were filled with coldness. He thought that after he settled his big brother Feng Lixin down, he could set off to do what he wanted to do, but he didn't expect that Hetun would come to him in person. This really saved him a lot of energy.
"I think there's an eighty percent chance that the old poison in River Tun won't be able to give birth to a son! One look and I can tell that he's going to die without descendants! "
Ye Shinian cursed. Since he couldn't beat Hetun, it was good to vent his anger by scolding him a little.
"I do hope that he has children and grandchildren. That way, I can let him choose!"
Feng Xinglang said fiercely. Regarding the cruel and violent acts that He Tun had done to him before, 'giving them a taste of their own medicine' was undoubtedly the best way to take revenge. He also wanted Hetun to have a taste of that kind of pain.
"Yes, yes, yes. This move is amazing! Let that old poisonous creature choose between his own son and his own grandson! And he could only choose one of the two! Those who fail will be shot dead in front of him! "
Ye Shinian was in the mood to play. He felt that Feng Xinglang's idea to take revenge on River Tun was really amazing.
However, Feng Xinglang sighed slightly. "But as far as I know, River Tun doesn't have children! His adopted sons were, at most, just his tools to kill! Their life and death, River Tun won't even blink an eye! "
"Maybe … this fifteenth is an exception!"
Feng Xinglang murmured thoughtfully.
*****
His phone rang again.
Feng Xinglang just glanced at it but didn't answer.
Because he knew that the caller was Feng Tuantuan, that little clingy person.
The phone call was from the Feng family. This was already the fifth phone call. The first two calls were from Lan Youyou's phone, and the last one was from the Feng family's landline.
It was not that he didn't want to answer, but he couldn't.
Feng Xinglang was very clear that as long as he didn't answer the phone, the little thing would definitely call his big brother Feng Lixin.
Three minutes later, his phone rang again. This time, it was Aunt An's phone number.
A few minutes later, the phone number was changed to Housekeeper Mo's.
Feng Xinglang frowned a little, as if he couldn't control himself. He couldn't bear to think about how hurt the little thing would be if she didn't get through to his phone! Maybe her eyes were already full of tears!
To be honest, Feng Xinglang really loved Feng Tuantuan that little thing. Not only because she was his spiritual sustenance, but also because he liked that soft and cute little thing from the bottom of his heart!
When he was wondering if he should call Housekeeper Mo back to ask if the little thing was crying, his big brother Feng Lixin's phone call came in.
Although he knew what Feng Lixin would say to him, Feng Xinglang still answered Feng Lixin's phone call.
It was a kind of habit for many years! The term 'brother slave' could not be erased in a short time. It had already penetrated into his life.
"Xinglang, why didn't you answer Tuantuan's phone call? The little thing cried so hard on the phone that she couldn't even breathe. "
Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Feng Lixin's reprimand came through.
"Oh, really? I almost forgot that I still have Feng Tuantuan, my biological daughter! "
Feng Xinglang's voice was filled with a strong sense of playfulness. It was unclear if he was playing with himself or making a dig at Feng Lixin.
"…" Feng Lixin was slightly stunned. "Xinglang, Tuantuan is still a little baby. She's only three and a half years old! Please don't use scheming methods to deal with her! She'll be very upset! "
"Feng Lixin, I'm just playing with my biological daughter. Why are you so anxious?"
Feng Xinglang said indifferently.
"Alright, Feng Xinglang, I'm not going to argue with you anymore! I'm already on my way back to the Feng family. You should come back for lunch. "
"I'm not free! I'm busy! "
"Then I'll bring Tuantuan to your office. That should be fine, right? The CEO Feng who has to attend to numerous affairs every day? "
"Then I'll have to trouble Young Master Feng!"
"…"
At lunchtime, Ye Shinian entered Feng Xinglang's CEO office.
Feng Xinglang was silent. He was playing with a small, soft, and old piece of paper in his hand. When he saw Ye Shinian, he quickly locked it into the safe under his office desk.
Ye Shinian had always guessed that it was a photo of his sister-in-law, Lin Xueluo. Every time this happened, he would feel guilty.
Five years ago, if he hadn't been greedy for Lan Youyou's poisonous kiss, he wouldn't have missed the opportunity to rescue his sister-in-law, Lin Xueluo, from the car trunk! His sister-in-law, Lin Xueluo, would not have vented her anger on Brother Lang and aborted the baby in her stomach …
"Brother Lang, are you thinking about sister-in-law again?"
Ye Shinian squeezed out a dry smile.
"Shinian, make a trip to the 'Morning Star' Dance Training Center and tell the manager to fire Yuan Duoduo! Also, think of a way to cut off all of Yuan Duoduo's sources of income! "
Feng Xinglang added calmly, "Create some bad credit for Yuan Duoduo and let the bank chase after her!"
"Yuan … Duoduo? Isn't she sister-in-law Xue Luo's best friend? Brother Lang, are you trying to force the little girl to her death? "
Ye Shinian really did not understand. Previously, Feng Xinglang had instructed him to support Yuan Duoduo in the dark. Why did he suddenly turn against him?
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