Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

When Xia Yihua saw Yan Bang, his entire being looked bad.

Maybe Feng Xinglang was used to seeing Yan Bang, but it was Xia Yihua\'s first time seeing him. That fiendish face and burly physique, no matter how you looked at it, would make people panic!

The key thing was that Yan Bang still had the scars from his past.

"So, this is your grandpa Yan."

Feng Xinglang introduced the place to Xia Yihua.

Because of the previous incident with the underground Yin Zhuang, Yan Bang was still trapped in Yulong City, waiting for a summon. Although Feng Xinglang had already found a bag for him, he still had to keep a straight face. Thus, he could not act too arrogantly and walk all over the Shen City.

When Feng Xinglang came uninvited, Yan Bang was still rather happy; but when he saw the young man behind Feng Xinglang, his eyes narrowed.

"Yan... Yan Zhaoge nodded. "Great sir."

This was the first time he had used the title of \'Grandpa\' to call someone who was not much older than him. Because Yan Bang looked to be much younger than Xia Zhengyang, at most just a few years older.

"Where did this little girl come from? A change of taste? "

"Little Uncle! The son of Xia Zhengyang! I brought you here to hide for a few days. "

Feng Xinglang walked into Yan Bang\'s huge living room and sat on the extremely flexible cloth sofa with his legs stretched out.

"Xia Zhengyang\'s own son? Didn\'t he give birth to three girls? "

Yan Bang looked at Xia Yihua a few times, and realised that he really had the attitude of a mule being born with Xia Zhengyang.

"Don\'t you know that there is another kind of son these days? He is called an illegitimate child!"

Feng Xinglang picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and ate it. This entire day, he had been busy accompanying his wife in being the referee in Xia Family.

"It\'s all cold!" I\'ll get the cook to cook it for you! "

Yan Bang then shouted out, "Baotou, get the chef to cook some hot cakes for your second master!"

"Ai!" I\'ll go. Second Master, please wait a moment! "

Baotou, who was waiting outside replied and left.

In truth, Xia Yihua was also hungry, but he was afraid of Yan Bang\'s sinister and terrifying appearance, and was constantly feeling uneasy.

Just as Yan Bang finished giving instructions to Baotou and turning around, Xia Yihua instinctively took a big step back to avoid the attack. With a "kengdong", he bumped into the screen behind him.

Feng Xinglang raised his head and looked, "Yan Bang, do you think you lack money or not? Can\'t you clean the toad-like scar on your face? Look at how scared he was of his children … You\'ll have nightmares at night! "

Yan Bang tilted his head and looked at Xia Yihua, who had been dodging him all this while.

Being stared at by Yan Bang, Xia Yihua became even more nervous, trembling, instinctively moving closer to Feng Xinglang.

"Don\'t be afraid. Although your grandpa Yan looks like a tiger, he is still very gentle!"

Feng Xinglang comforted his. But Xia Yihua still found it hard to believe.

"You must be hungry even after tormenting yourself for the entire day. Eat some pastries first to make yourself hungry!" In a while, your Uncle Yan will have a good meal and a good drink to entertain you! "

Xia Yihua glanced at Yan Bang, then picked up a pastry on his plate and took a bite.

"How\'s the taste?"

"En, it\'s delicious!"

"Brat, I\'ll count it as your blessings!" If your master Yan\'s food is called second in Shen City, no one would dare to call themselves first! "

"Sit aside!"

Xia Yihua who was eating happily, was suddenly reprimanded by Yan Bang.

The reason was simple: It was because Xia Yihua was sitting right beside Feng Xinglang!

The love seat that Feng Xinglang was sitting on could only fit two people. Therefore, the place beside Feng Xinglang, was obviously his.

Xia Yihua was first stunned, then immediately sat obediently on the sofa at the side.

Feng Xinglang did not make a sound, which was equivalent to admitting to Yan Bang\'s tyranny.

"Bai Mo has two daughters, did you go and watch?"

Feng Xinglang casually asked. But it had a purpose.

"No!" I don\'t like children! It\'s noisy and noisy! "

Yan Bang was indeed straightforward.

"Are you going to end your life alone like this?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang.

"\'Loneliness\' is certain! As for \'old age\', that was not certain! Perhaps, I won\'t be able to wait until the day when I grow old before I die! "

Yan Bang\'s voice was not desolate, but it sounded completely desolate!

Feng Xinglang stopped drinking his coffee and looked at Xia Yihua with a light smile after his eyes darkened for a while.

"With paintings, are you interested in collecting your master\'s corpse? Then his entire Yulong City will belong to you! "

This topic seemed to be more relaxed.

Feng Xinglang did not like being suppressed.

Xia Yihua hesitated, but in the end, he shook his head.

"I can collect his body... But here. I don\'t want it! "

Was this child for real?

"Did you see that? No one is interested in your crappy temple! So, you should keep it for yourself to take care of! "

Feng Xinglang\'s words changed as he answered what Yan Bang had just said in an even sharper manner.

A few pastries and snacks that Feng Xinglang liked were brought in.

"Pack it up, I\'ll take it with me!" My Kid Nuo will be going to school soon. "

Just as Feng Xinglang stood up, Xia Yihua also stood up immediately.

"Cousin, I\'ll go with you."

Xia Yihua leaned over. It was very obvious that he was afraid of Yan Bang. He didn\'t want to stay with Yan Bang alone.

Feng Xinglang turned around and glanced at Xia Yihua, "What, are you afraid that your Uncle Yan will eat you?"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had hit the nail on the head, Xia Yihua instinctively took a glance at Yan Bang;

"With your guts, you still want to steal property from those female tigers?"

Feng Xinglang was amused by Xia Yihua\'s trembling. The difference between his wild and untamed appearance in the Xia Family was like heaven and earth.

"Be a good boy and keep it. Uncle Yan won\'t eat anyone!"

Feng Xinglang patted Xia Yihua\'s shoulder.

"Cousin …"

"Baotou, find a room for him to stay in properly! I\'ll send your Second Master off! "

At the elevator, Feng Xinglang stopped in his tracks, "Go back, don\'t send me off!"

"If I send you off, you will die!"

Yan Bang was somewhat impatient.

"The child is still young, don\'t be too rude."

Based on Xia Yihua\'s performance just now, it was sufficient to prove that he was truly a young and vigorous child.

"Yes, I know." "I\'ll listen to you."

Yan Bang casually replied. He stubbornly followed Feng Xinglang into the elevator.

"Is there any news of Cong Gang recently?"

The interior of the elevator was similarly luxurious. In the mirror, which was inlaid with gold foil, two tall and vigorous bodies could be seen.

"Are you worried about him? Or worried about me? "

When Cong Gang was mentioned, he would always have a bad temper. When he spoke, it was like he was wearing a prickle.

"Bon, I\'ll leave you with a problem to think about! to save you a long, long night of sleep without a care in the world, and then to let your imagination run wild. "

Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang, and the corner of his lips hid a faint smile.

"Thoughts?" Test my IQ? "

Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Mm, sort of!"

Feng Xinglang took the wrapped up pastries and snacks from Yan Bang\'s hands.

"The questions are as follows: Between you and Cong Gang, I want to kill one, and leave the other! Who do you think I\'ll keep? "

Spreading open his palm, he lightly slapped Yan Bang\'s face twice before leaving with an uncertain smile.

Kill one …

Stay here for a while?

This thought really took Yan Bang several nights of deep thought!

In the afternoon, Xueluo rushed to Xia Family to comfort her aunt Wen Meijuan.

There was no reason why he should not show kindness to his children. It was because he wanted to fight against the same woman and unite with her enemy.

Around three-thirty, when Xueluo just walked out of Xia Family, and was about to go to the kindergarten to pick up her son Linnuo, Hetun called him.

"Xueluo, I am father. And here I am, telling you so. "

"Oh. "Huh?"

Xueluo just answered and sensed something was wrong, "It\'s only three-thirty! Didn\'t Nuonuo come out of school at 4 PM? "

"I got twelve handfuls out of the school an hour earlier. In a few days, it will be the day of Fifteenth Young Madam Su He\'s sacrifice. I want to bring fifteen times over to the Pater Castle to pay my respects to her. "

This reason was quite reasonable. The kind Xueluo would obviously not reject it.

It\'s just that Hetun\'s way of doing things first before doing anything else …

"Then... Does Xinglang know? "

Of course Xueluo would not reprimand Hetun. Moreover, the Hetun had a legitimate reason. So she could only bring out Hetun\'s biological son, Feng Xinglang, to remind him.

"Of course Ah Lang doesn\'t know! Send him a message. "

These words were … Wasn\'t this way too unreasonable?

"You want me to send a message to Xinglang? This, this isn\'t really appropriate, is it? I still think it would be more appropriate for you to tell your son yourself! Furthermore, it\'s not like you don\'t know your son\'s bad temper! "

Throwing the scalding sweet potato into Lin Xueluo\'s hands, who did she offend!

"I\'m just worried that if I told Ah Lang, he wouldn\'t agree."

"... Then, you still can\'t be the first to cut it down! "

"That\'s the only way!"

Hetun passed the phone to his grandson Little Fifteen, who was in the middle of rolling around in the cabin. "Fifteen, quickly say a few words to your mother, we are about to take off!"

"Mommy... Dear Mommy. His own son was about to take off on a private plane … Mommy, don\'t want to kiss your son too much! His own son would take good care of him! Kiss your mother and take good care of yourself as well! "

The joyous little fellow was like a wild beast that had just left its cage, and it was so happy that it was about to fly up into the air.

It was much better to behave atrociously beside foster father Hetun than to be abandoned everyday by the heartless parents in the kindergarten.

"Nuonuo... Nuonuo... "

Before Xueluo could finish speaking to her son, the phone was taken away by the Hetun.

"Xueluo, that\'s all. We\'re going to take off, Dad\'s going to shut down. "

"..."

What the heck!

It was really enough!

Xueluo who was hung up the phone was speechless.

If he wanted to forcefully take her child away, wouldn\'t he have to discuss it with her, her own mother?

Just call her and tell her that it\'s over?

I really don\'t understand who is the true guardian of Linnuo!

If he didn\'t call his own son and ask for his help, would he have her send a message? It was nothing!

As expected, Feng Xinglang, who went to pick up his son from the kindergarten, was unable to get Feng Linnuo.

"Papa …" Uncle... "

Only Feng Tuantuan, who was as cheerful as a butterfly, remained.

"Where\'s big brother Nuonuo?"

"He was taken away by his Twelfth Brother!"