This was an unfamiliar cell phone number, and it wasn't hidden with any ownerless or pseudo-basic warfare network number.
Feng Xinglang's intuition told him that this call was definitely related to his son, Lin Nuo.
Therefore, he stopped the Porsche on the side of the road and focused on the call.
"Feng Xinglang, long time no see."
The voice on the other end of the phone was deep, with a slight hiss at the end.
Although it had been five years, Feng Xinglang could still tell that the man's voice was Xing San's.
"Xing San, I missed you too. Why don't we get together? "
Feng Xinglang responded to Xing San's words calmly. Thinking about it, since Xing San was able to kidnap his son Lin Nuo from the river village cruise, he must not be an ordinary person.
"Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid that you have completely forgotten the promise you made to me five years ago, right?"
Xing San's slightly angry question caused Feng Xinglang to immediately furrow his brows. He quickly thought about what he had promised Xing San five years ago. At this moment, Feng Xinglang had indeed forgotten everything!
"Let's get together, Xing San? How about the Ocean View Restaurant in Yosemite? I'll be waiting for you there. We'll see each other there. "
Feng Xinglang calmed Xing San down with a 'leisurely' voice while buying time to recall the promise he had made to Xing San.
However, Feng Xinglang was truly unable to recall exactly what he'd promised Xing San.
"Just the two of us? Wouldn't that be so cold and cheerless? "
There was a hint of anger in Xing San's voice, as if he had seized Feng Xinglang's weak spot.
"Mister Xing San, who else would you like to invite? I will definitely welcome you. "
Feng Xinglang went along with Xing San's words.
"Looks like CEO Feng is really forgetful! Well, when CEO Feng remembers it, it won't be too late for us to meet again! "
Xing San said in a cold voice. Five years of accumulated resentment made Xing San's words sound very unfriendly.
"Wait! Everyone in Shen Cheng knows that I have a bad memory. Third Brother Xing, please forgive me! My son is still young, I hope Brother Xing San can give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. "
For the sake of his son, Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang kept a low profile.
On the other end of the phone, Xing San was silent for a long time. It was as if he was recalling the tragic past.
After a long while, Xing San heaved a deep sigh, as if he had let go of all the anger he had accumulated over the past five years.
"Feng Xinglang, you promised me … that I would get the beauty!"
Finally, Xing San said what Feng Xinglang had promised him five years ago.
Win the heart of a beauty?
Feng Xinglang was stunned for a moment. 'It seems, it seems like I really promised Xing San that I would let him win the beauty!'
And the beauty was, of course, referring to Lan Youyou, that demoness!
To be honest, five years ago, his wife and son were in the hands of He Tun. In order to sow discord between He Tun and his adopted son, Feng Xinglang had indeed used the excuse of 'bringing back the beauty' to tempt Xing San.
However, at that time, Feng Xinglang had only said it casually and had not taken it to heart.
He didn't expect Xing San to take it seriously!
"I knew it … You're just casually framing me! To think that I took it seriously! "
Feng Xinglang's silence made Xing San even more sad. Hence, he became more talkative.
"He Tun asked me to throw your wife and son into the sea to silence them, but I was bewitched by you and gave convenience to your wife and son by throwing them a life buoy!
You know, a pregnant woman wouldn't be able to survive for more than half an hour in the ice-cold seawater without the life buoy I gave her! "
Xing San helped Feng Xinglang recall what happened five years ago.
"Brother Xing San, I'll definitely remember the help you've given my wife and son! I'll repay you! "
Feng Xinglang was sincere. It was true that he had calmed Xing San down, but he was also quite grateful for the convenience Xing San had given to his wife and son.
Xing San was right. A pregnant woman would not have been able to survive in the ice-cold seawater without the life buoy he had given her.
"Hehe." Xing San sneered. "Feng Xinglang, five years ago, you used that to tempt me. Do you think I'll still believe you five years later?"
"Brother Xing San, I did promise you to 'bring back the beauty'! It's not too late for me to fulfill my promise now! I'll definitely cooperate with you. "
"Alright! At this time tomorrow, bring the beauty to the banquet! I'll decide the location of the banquet! "
"Alright, definitely!"
Feng Xinglang agreed without hesitation.
However, he did not expect that after five years, Xing San still could not forget that demoness, Lan Youyou.
"Feng Xinglang, don't try to play tricks with me! If your son dies with me and becomes my godson in the underworld, I'll be content even if I'm a cripple! "
Xing San said fiercely.
Crippled? Xing San was crippled?
"Brother Xing San, I'll definitely attend the banquet according to your request!"
Feng Xinglang agreed without hesitation again. However, he made a request calmly. "Brother Xing San, I have a presumptuous request. I'd like to have a word with my son."
Every game had its rules. Xing San could not say that his son, Lin Nuo, was in his hands just because he, Feng Xinglang, believed it without a doubt.
Xing San could not refuse this request. He could not refuse it.
This was the rule of the game.
"Come on, little fellow, have a word with your biological father."
Xing San brought the phone to the little fellow's mouth, but the little fellow refused to say a word to Feng Xinglang. There was only silence.
"What's wrong? You don't even want to acknowledge your biological father? "
No matter how Xing San persuaded, the little fellow did not say a word.
"Nuo Nuo? Nuo Nuo … "
Xing San put the phone on speaker, and Feng Xinglang's soft voice calling his son, Lin Nuo, came from the phone.
The little fellow still did not say a word. He kept his little head down, bit his lips with his teeth, and remained silent.
Seeing that the little fellow refused to speak, Xing San became a little impatient. He did not seem to want to talk to Feng Xinglang for a long time.
He wanted to end the phone call as soon as possible.
"Little fellow, I heard that your mother is critically ill and hospitalized. It's very serious! She's dying … "
As soon as Xing San provoked him, the little fellow immediately asked eagerly because it was about his mother's life and death.
"Feng Xinglang, what's wrong with my mother?"
"Your mother is fine … She just misses you a little! Nuo Nuo, you have to be good, because you are your mother's life! "
Hearing that his son, Lin Nuo, was safe and sound, Feng Xinglang's heart, which had been hanging in the air these days, could be temporarily put back into his chest.
"Feng Xinglang, see you tomorrow."
Xing San did not let Lin Nuo talk too much with Feng Xinglang.
"Good! I will definitely bring the beauty to the banquet! "
Feng Xinglang answered Xing San with a certain tone.
After hanging up, Feng Xinglang sat quietly in the car, frowning slightly and thinking.
Obviously, the beauty that Xing San wanted was Lan Youyou. Only by bringing Lan Youyou to the banquet could he get back his son, Lin Nuo.
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