What pained Feng Xinglang the most was what his son said to Hetun before he left.
This little thing actually begged Hetun to take him and mommy back to Pater Castle!
How disappointed was this son of his that he would beg his adoptive father to take him and mommy away from Shen Cheng and leave him, his biological father?
Feng Xinglang's heart was wrung painfully, but he didn't know where the pain came from.
In the spacious bulletproof car, Yan Bang carefully cut off the exposed arrowhead on Feng Xinglang's arm, leaving the arrowhead in the muscle tissue. To prevent blood from splashing when it was suddenly pulled out.
"Lang, look at what kind of child you have! You spoil your daughter like a piece of candy, and after giving birth to a son, you recognize a thief as your father! Feng Xinglang, you are really unlucky! "
Seeing that Feng Xinglang only had his eyes closed and that silence was golden, Yan Bang grumbled again.
"That little bastard is really ruthless! He knew you are his biological father, but he still used you as a target again and again! "
"Money can't buy my willingness! I am willing to be a target for my son, are you not convinced? "
Hearing that Yan Bang was blaming his son, Feng Xinglang immediately added sarcasm,
"Better than you, Yan Bang, you are almost forty years old, but you can't even give birth to a child!"
Feng Xinglang's words were enough to infuriate Yan Bangneng to death!
Feng Xinglang took the risk to come to Shallow Water Bay to save him, but he was still mocked by Feng Xinglang.
The muscles on Yan Bang's resolute face were twitching uncontrollably. After holding his breath for a while, he faintly mocked himself,
"In the whole world, only you, Feng Xinglang, can anger me like this! If it was someone else, they would have died several times! "
After Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a cold glance, he obviously had his own thoughts.
Five years ago, why didn't he think that Lin Xueluo was taken away by Hetun from Shen Cheng? In fact, Feng Xinglang had also thought of this possibility, but he quickly rejected it! Because Hetun had no motive to take Lin Xueluo away!
The bloodied, dead fetus that had just been scraped off from the mother's womb in the glass container was a huge blow to Feng Xinglang.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Feng Xinglang would not have believed that Lin Xueluo was such a vicious woman!
Now that he thought about it, Lin Xueluo was kind and great to the child in her belly, but he was even crueler to Feng Xinglang!
How could she use such a cruel method to make him think that she had aborted their child?
Is Lin Xueluo out of her mind?
Was she forced to do that by River Tun?
There was no need for that! With He Tun's arrogance, how could he use such a despicable method that couldn't see the light of day?
A despicable and sinister method? Who could it be? Could it be Lan Youyou?
However, with Lan Youyou's viciousness, she should have directly taken the lives of Lin Xueluo and the child in her womb. How could she let Lin Xueluo play this trick of escaping?
Feng Xinglang's brows furrowed tightly. No matter what the situation was, it was all because of his incompetence as a husband and father! But couldn't she, Lin Xueluo, be honest with him? No matter how incompetent he was as a husband, he was still better than River Tun's cruelty, right?
Yulong City.
After the private doctor treated the wound on Feng Xinglang's arm, Yan Bang personally went to the kitchen to make food for Feng Xinglang, who was still receiving antibiotics.
It seemed that these days, Yan Bang had fallen in love with the occupation of a chef.
And there was only one person who tasted his food, and that was Feng Xinglang.
Occasionally, Bai Mo would come to his place to lick his face, but usually, he would be driven away by Yan Bang.
When Yan Bang walked out of the kitchen with a plate of Italian black pepper beef noodles, which looked, smelled, and tasted good, Feng Xinglang was long gone from the large sofa in the living room.
"F * ck! F * ck! You only f * cking treat my place as a medical center! "
With a loud clang, the entire plate of black pepper beef noodles was smashed on the floor by Yan Bang.
*****
The exterior of the villa was still the same, almost completely covered by woody vines.
It was just that a few years ago, there were almost no lights in this place, whether it was day or night. But now, at night, there would be wisps of light penetrating through the gaps of these vines that looked like creepers.
This was Cong Gang's nest.
Yan Bang thought that Cong Gang had been killed by him for the second time.
And Feng Xinglang helped Cong Gang, making Yan Bang think that Cong Gang was dead.
It sounded a little messy, but after careful analysis, it was very simple: Yan Bang thought that Cong Gang was dead, but Cong Gang was not dead! And Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang was not dead!
Feng Xinglang really couldn't figure out why Yan Bang wanted to kill Cong Gang!
In Feng Xinglang's view, Cong Gang's existence did not affect Yan Bang's position as Shen City's executioner at all.
Feng Xinglang was too lazy to figure it out!
He only did one thing: help Cong Gang to make Yan Bang think that Cong Gang was dead!
Although River Tun was a barbarian, he was not stupid. Feng Xinglang might be smart enough to deal with him, but he could not compete with River Tun in terms of force. Xing Ba was enough to give Feng Xinglang a headache, and now there was Xing Shier.
It seemed that Xing Shier was very good at figuring out other people's thoughts, and he was quite decisive, low-key, and sophisticated.
Therefore, Feng Xinglang needed a helper!
Yan Bang obviously couldn't do it!
Sometimes, they were too familiar with each other. It was okay to be brothers, but Yan Bang did not suit Feng Xinglang's taste!
Feng Xinglang thought of Cong Gang.
The modified smart door did not open because of Feng Xinglang's knock.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. Was this stupid door broken? Or …
But Feng Xinglang clearly saw light coming from the living room. It meant that Cong Gang was not only alive, but also inside.
"Cong Gang, if you don't open the door, I will smash your stupid door!"
Cong Gang had long been used to Feng Xinglang's hostility.
After Feng Xinglang left for the United States with his brother Feng Lixin, Cong Gang also left Shen City for two years. He only returned to Shen City last year. He lived in this haunted house again.
In the past five years, Feng Xinglang had been here three times. The first two times were before he went to the United States.
The moment the smart door was opened, Feng Xinglang had a feast for his eyes.
In the huge living room of the villa, almost all kinds of ornamental plants and flowers were placed.
Most of them were orchids. There were precious spring orchids, cymbidium orchids, and also very ordinary but very beautiful butterfly orchids.
This method of cultivating one's moral character was not just any ordinary high level!
Cong Gang was dressed in casual white clothes and was concentrating on a pot of kaffir lilies in his hands.
Feng Xinglang really could not associate Cong Gang, who lived on the edge of a knife, with these delicate flowers and plants.
"Cong Gang, are you going to change your profession to become a botanist?"
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