<span>Chapter 1675 - Twisting Love 3


    <span>Seeing that Feng Xinng was not optimistic about him and Yuan Duoduo, Bai Mo was immediately in a bad mood.


    "Brother Lang, you still have the nerve to say that? Last time, didn''t you say that as long as I pped the marriage certificate in front of Yuan Duoduo, she would fiercely kiss me? I''ve already done as I said, and I haven''t even seen her kiss me! "<span>If it did not achieve the expected effect and Yuan Duoduo did not personallye, Bai Mo would inevitably be a little emotional.


    "Kiss you? It''s good enough if I don''t give you two ps! "<span>Feng Xinng was truly convinced of Bai Mo''s'' naivety '', and really wanted to take his words as the imperial edict.


    "You tricked me!" Bai Mo snorted in anger.


    <span>"What''s wrong with you? If you have the guts,e beat me up! "


    For someone like Bai Mo, who did not know what was going on, no matter how much effort he put in, he could not figure out how nice other people were to him.


    Then, Feng Xinng blurted out those words.<span>"Don''t, Brother Lang …"


    <span>His heart was impulsive, but Bai Mo controlled his emotions, "Think of a way for me to help you! If I''m not happy, I would be making a ruckus and making a ruckus every day! "Besides, if I''m happy, you can be happy with me too, right?"


    Bai Mo''s words were rather pleasing to the ears.


    "Go y on the side!" If you''re not happy, I don''t know how many Happy are there! "


    Making fun of Bai Mo for fun, to a certain extent, could slightly make the repressed Feng Xinng be addicted.<span>"Then I''ll go mess with my sister-inw and get her to think of a solution for me!"


    <span>Bai Mo''s IQ was still online. He knew that using the pregnant Lin Xueluo to threaten Feng Xinng would definitely be useful!


    "How dare you!"


    As expected, the effect was quite significant.


    "Brother Lang, then you should help me!"


    Bai Mo seemed to have the intention of pestering Feng Xinng, "I only wanted you toe up with an idea, I didn''t want you to climb the mountain of des or descend into the sea of fire!"<span>"Then I''ll help you one more time. Don''t bother me in the future!"


    <span>After hanging up, Feng Xinng was quiet again.


    At his side was a file of information that Wendy had organized about how to grow a potted nt like an orchid.


    Although Feng Xinng did not want to believe in Cong Gang''s death, the more time passed, the more cruel the truth became.If those potted nts were still alive, they could at least preserve some spiritual support and hope.


    It was not easy for a toddler to push open the double doors.


    It was Yan Wuyang.


    He and his mother, Nina, were the only ones in and out of the CEO''s office."Wuyang?"


    Feng Xinng leaned forward and gently called out to the little fellow who opened the door with his shoulder.The little guy became more and more sturdy. He had a small, robust build. He did not look like Yan Bang, but his body was extremely sturdy.


    <span>"Daddy hug …"


    This was how the little guy always addressed Feng Xinng''s father. Feng Xinng also did not refuse anyone who came.


    Yan Wuyang was already running away steadily. He ran straight to the side of Feng Xinng''srge chair, kicked off his shoes and climbed up Feng Xinng''s powerful legs.


    Feng Xinng kissed the little guy''s rosy cheeks and lovingly mumbled, "Why did youe again? "F * ck dad wants to work!"


    Feng Xinng kissed the little fellow, and the little guy kissed him back a few times. He was practically wiping away his saliva.Feng Xinng caressed the little guy''s bright and soft hair and asked softly: "Wuyang, do you miss your father?"


    The little guy cupped his hands in Feng Xinng''s embrace, as if he was about to have an afternoon nap.


    "Daddy, can I take you to see your father?" Feng Xinng tapped the little guy''s P share."Alright …" The little guy mumbled sleepily.


    As long as it could be carried by Feng Xinng, the little guy would have no objections no matter where it went.<span>That thing is not only a Life Preserving Talisman, it is also a Suicide Talisman! It can save you, but it can also take your lives! I seem to remember that both of you wore them. Either both of you will die, or only one of you will survive!]


    <span>Originally, he wanted to ask Yan Bang to arrange a room car to pick him up, but Feng Xinng changed his mind and decided to drive over.


    <span>The condition of the injury had yet topletely recover, especially the bullet wounds on the ribs. When he carried the twenty kilograms of Yan Wuyang, he still felt a little bit of pain.


    Fortunately, the little guy was sleepy and didn''t make any noise.<span>After entering the Yulong City and stopping the car, Feng Xinng immediately called Yan Bang.


    <span>"Down!"


    <span>"Lang? Where are you? "


    "Guess?"<span>When Yan Bang ran over to the window with his cell phone and saw the Lexus, he felt as if he was bathed in spring breeze.


    <span>He almost jumped down from the top of the stairs.


    "Lang... "Why didn''t you say anything first? I can also wee you with respect, Second Master."


    Yan Bang cordially opened the driver''s door for Feng Xinng, "Didn''t I give you a house car? You still haven''t recovered, so don''t drive by yourself.""Bring your ancestor down! "Lil Thing fell asleep!"


    <span>Yan Bang frowned slightly, "Why did you bring him here?"


    "He''s my biological son, why do you think I brought him here?!"Feng Xinng really could not understand Yan Bang''s neither close nor close attitude towards his own son.


    He felt that the existence of this child waspletely negligible. I don''t give a damn about his education or hispany or anything like that.<span>Seeing that Feng Xinng was angry, Yan Bang immediately carried Yan Wuyang out from the back row who was sleeping soundly.


    The little guy woke up as soon as the cold wind blew on him. Seeing that the one hugging him was Yan Bang, he immediately opened his arms wide and pounced towards Feng Xinng."Father''s hug … Daddy hug! "


    "I got it, this bastard Yan Bang is your father!"


    Seeing the little thing using all its strength to lean over, Feng Xinng could only frown.


    "Enough, stop causing trouble!" I''m hugging you! Your godfather is injured and can''t be held! Don''t even think about it! "It was very obvious that Yan Bang''s shouts were useless. Other than Nina and Feng Xinng, this little thing was also someone that would not submit to others.


    The little guy used one hand to support Yan Bang''s face, and used the other hand to support Feng Xinng who was walking in front.


    <span>"Stupid brat, if you continue ying stubborn withozi, I''ll beat you up!"


    <span>Yan Bang symbolically patted the little guy''s P share. The little guy immediately used its little head to smash Yan Bang''s head.


    How could his head be as tough as his biological father''s, Yan Bang''s? With a muffled "dong" sound, the little guy''s tears were about to flow out.<span>Soon, a bruise appeared on the little guy''s forehead.


    However, he did not let out a cry.


    <span>"Yan Bang, you f * * king short-circuited? Was he treating Wuyang as his enemy? He''s your own son! "


    <span>Feng Xinng really could not watch any longer, and received the little fellow who was protesting in his arms.


    <span>"You dare to smash your father''s head?" Yan Bang rubbed his forehead, which was in so much pain from being hit by the little thing, "This little brat, even when he''s grown up, he''s still a person that no one will ever recognize!"


    Yan Bang had never had high hopes for kinship. Because he himself was a person that no one in his family would recognize.


    But to Feng Xinng … But he could give up everything he had, even his life.


    Feng Xinng fiercely red at Yan Bang, "Shut your mouth! You just f * * king died on the streets without anyone taking your body away! "<span>Seeing that Yan Bang had given in, Feng Xinng did not continue cursing.


    <span>"By the way, where''s Yoshida? I have something to ask him! "


    "... Yoshida? "Dead!"