The black Porsche sped through the night sky.
The car came from Yan Bang's place. They drove away from Cong Gang.
Feng Xinglang did not continue to dawdle with Cong Gang!
From Feng Xinglang's point of view, Cong Gang was about to become a terminally ill lunatic!
Perhaps it had been since last year, or perhaps Cong Gang had always been like this. As long as he was unhappy, even if Feng Xinglang pointed a gun at his head, he would remain indifferent.
If I had known earlier, I would have let Cong Gang die on the streets of Chinatown!
Feng Xinglang seemed to have lost his sense of direction under the bright lights of the city.
He didn't want to return to the Feng family. But he couldn't go to Yan Bang's place; Cong Gang had just come out … Maybe the only place he wanted to go was Shallow Water Bay!
Feng Xinglang thought of Bai Mo. He instinctively thought of Yuan Duoduo.
Yuan Duoduo wanted him to help her kill Bai Mo? There was no need to guess, it must be that fellow Bai Mo who had slept with the young lady!
Yuan Duoduo could be considered a little girl, but she was considered an older girl!
With Feng Xinglang's Fiery Eyes of Truth, he could tell that Yuan Duoduo was a V. Actually, it didn't matter which man she slept with.
Men were like this: on the one hand, they were demanding that a woman have a V, and on the other hand, they would casually trample on the little girl's V body.
Forget it, I won't go to Yuan Duoduo's place. He still had a lot of problems to deal with.
After eliminating all the options, Feng Xinglang could only choose one — to return to the Feng family.
Feng Xinglang's phone was switched off. No one knew where he had gone.
Feng Lixin also found out from Yan Bang that Feng Xinglang had been to Shallow Water Bay, and that his arm was injured by his nephew Lin Nuo with a crossbow.
Feng Lixin could understand how Feng Xing felt when he saw his beloved son. If it were him, he would also run to Repulse Bay to see his wife and children.
Yan Bang told him that the injured Feng Xinglang was brought to his place. After the crossbow was removed, Feng Xinglang left without saying goodbye.
Feng Lixin did not sleep but waited in the living room of the Feng family.
Lan Youyou was also waiting with him.
A Lan Youyou with a profound expression!
Lin Xue Luo, that bitch, had not only brought her little wild goods back, but she had also sought refuge with her adoptive father, He Tun.
What a scheming man! Was she trying to use Yifu Hetun to deal with her? Or to deal with Feng Xinglang?
Lan Youyou hoped that the person Lin Xueluo wanted to deal with was Feng Xinglang! Only then would Feng Xinglang completely give up.
"Youyou, go back to your room and sleep with them first. When Tuan Tuan wakes up and can't find you, he will be scared. "
Feng Lixin gently persuaded Lan Youyou, who was waiting for Feng Xinglang on the sofa.
Lan Youyou raised her eyes and glared at Feng Lixin. She just wrapped herself in the blanket and continued to wait.
Feng Lixin could not dissuade Lan Youyou and could only give up. To be honest, he also hoped that one day, Lan Youyou would also have tender feelings for him, even for a day. Even if it was only one-tenth of the treatment he gave his younger brother, Feng Xinglang, it would be good enough!
It was true that she was worried about Feng Xinglang, but Lan Youyou was also deliberately putting on a show. Thinking about how a son could repeatedly hurt his own father, she had to admire that bitch Lin Xueluo for educating her son so well!
He received indifference and even hatred from a woman. When he returned home, facing her gentle and virtuous Lan Youyou, she did not believe that Feng Xinglang would not be moved.
When Feng Xinglang walked into the living room of the villa, he saw Feng Lixin and Lan Youyou, one sitting on the sofa and the other hugging on the sofa. The scene was quite harmonious. At least it was not dazzling.
"Xinglang," Feng Lixin immediately got up to greet him, "Where have you been? How can you drive by yourself when your arm is injured? "
"I was shot by my own son … It doesn't hurt!"
Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes wandered, deliberately sprinkling salt on Feng Xinglang's wound.
Feng Xinglang glared at Lan Youyou, but did not answer her. Because what she said was the truth. The cruel truth.
"Where is Tuan Tuan? Which room is he sleeping in? "
Feng Xinglang did not even answer his brother Feng Lixin's words, but asked.
The reason why he asked this was that there were too many rooms that Little Princess Feng could sleep in, and it was not fixed.
Lan Youyou occupied the master bedroom on the second floor, which should have been the wedding room of Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo!
And Feng Lixin slept in the bedroom of the medical room on the second floor.
Little Princess Feng Tuantuan had her own princess room, but she rarely slept in it alone. She either slept with her mommy or stayed in Feng Lixin's room.
In most cases, as long as Feng Xinglang was around, she would keep pestering Feng Xinglang.
As for Feng Xinglang, he was not even as good as Feng Tuantuan. Because he did not even have his own room!
Auntie An arranged a guest room for Lan Youyou downstairs, but Lan Youyou insisted on occupying the master bedroom on the second floor. No one in the Feng family could resist her, so she could only occupy the master bedroom on the second floor.
Especially after she gave birth to Feng Tuantuan, the little princess of the Feng family. She even more aggressively announced her status as the hostess.
"Tuantuan is sleeping in the guest room downstairs. He has been clamoring to wait for you to come back. Auntie An is accompanying him. "
"Tuantuan belongs to me tonight!"
Without waiting for Feng Lixin to finish, Feng Xinglang strode downstairs to the guest room.
Two minutes later, the sleeping little princess was wrapped in Feng Xinglang's arms with a thick blanket. He kissed her gently while walking upstairs.
Watching Feng Xinglang's sturdy and tall back, as well as his intimate actions towards his daughter, Lan Youyou's heart was filled with relief.
How could the little bastard that she, Lin Xueluo, be compared with her, Lan Youyou's child?
It was a pity that Feng Xinglang only loved his daughter, Tuantuan, but turned a blind eye to his daughter's mother. He would rather sleep with his elder brother than come to her room!
Why did this man become so indifferent? Was it because of his elder brother, Feng Lixin?
Glancing at Feng Lixin who had recovered more than eighty percent, Lan Youyou sighed: when will these days come to an end!
*****
The bedroom that had been converted from the medical room was no longer dark and gloomy, but more gentle and warm. The color of the decoration was very bright, which made people's mood brighten as soon as they entered the bedroom.
This was specially modified by Feng Xinglang with the help of a psychologist and a designer. He was worried that Feng Lixin would have a psychological shadow from the past.
On the huge Mu Si Xi, Feng Xinglang caressed Tuan Tuan's tiny face from time to time.
But what was reflected was another little face that pretended to be calm but was frightened and helpless.
Feng Xinglang once again reflected on his behavior! If he was given another chance, he would definitely not force his own son like that!
Feng Lixin walked in and quietly looked at his younger brother, Feng Xinglang, who was being intimate with Tuantuan.
He could understand the pain of Feng Xinglang's love!
"Xinglang, give me Xueluo's phone number." Feng Lixin whispered gently.
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