Chapter 491: Coincidentally, my dad is also called Feng Xinglang!

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In fact, Lao Chu also knows: For the past five years, Feng Xinglang has closed himself.
The child who died was even more painful than he could touch. Everyone has been careful not to lift it in front of him.
It may be that Lao Chu's eyes are too sharp and fierce: when others compliment Hetun's Yizi fifteen, he is focusing on the behavior of the little guy. At that time, Lao Chu didn't think too much.
It wasn't until that little fifteen and Feng Xinglang appeared in the same frame that Lao Chu unexpectedly discovered that if the little toilet head covering the little guy's eye-catching toilet was covered, the similarity with Feng Xinglang could be as high as 100 As much as seventy to eighty ...
Seeing Feng Xinglang explode instantly, Lao Chu was not inconvenienced. You can't think that the child is Feng Xinglang's own son because he looks a bit like Feng Xinglang.
Besides, didn't Lin Xueluo have killed the child in his stomach at that time? And Feng Xinglang was still there!
So Lao Chu chose to leave with current affairs.
"Wait! Old Chu, what did you just say?"
Feng Xinglang stopped Lao Chu, who was almost at the door.
He should have heard the "small toilet head" that Lao Chu said, referring to the fifteenth son of Hetun.
The old Chu paused and turned slightly, glanced at Feng Xinglang behind the large desk, and raised his corner of the mouth, "I guess my old eyes are faint!"
Then, with a long sigh, "It's old, it's useless!"
Old Chu's words were slightly sour. Or just because Feng Xinglang yelled so loudly.
Lao Chu did not blame Feng Xinglang for disrespecting his elder, but felt that the reappearance of Hetun made him really helpless. So one thing is worse than one thing.
Lao Chu's departure left Feng Xinglang in deep thought: Just now Lao Chu said that the small toilet head looks like himself?
But "small toilet head" is the righteous son of Hetun ...
Feng Xinglang knew clearly that he had not planted a woman other than Lin Xueluo.
When Ye Shinian came in, Feng Xinglang was thinking about Lao Chu's self-speaking words.
"These years, you came just right, do you also think: the fifteenth son of Hetun, that little pot hijab looks a bit like ... like me?"
Ye Shinian frowned: "Lang, you want your son to be crazy? I said, why don't you guard the group at the hospital? It turns out that you are the son of Jiji Hetun who is whimsical here!"
You can hear from the words that Ye Shinian was deeply dissatisfied with Feng Xinglang.
Suffering from Feng Xinglang is his boss, otherwise he really has to fight against Feng Xinglang.
"Do you know how pitiful I was when I didn't see you when I woke up? I called your cell phone and turned it off! The phone in the office didn't answer! Nina even said you were away!"
Ye Shinian successfully transferred and focused all of Feng Xinglang's attention to Feng Tuantuan.
From Ye Shinian's point of view: even if he didn't care about his daughter, he even remembered Hetun's son?
"How's Tuan Tuan? Didn't the doctor say that Tuan Tuan is okay! So many of you still can't see a child? I haven't accounted for you last night!"
When Ye Shinian said that the little girl woke up without seeing her crying pitifully, Feng Xinglang would inevitably feel distressed. Small things, but he brought them up with his own hands, almost hurt his bones.
"It was indeed my negligence last night! But Tuantuan knocked on the door for so long, why didn't you open it? Are you too busy to pull out the woman?"
Ye Shinian really didn't quite understand why Feng Xinglang went crazy playing with a woman last night, so much that he didn't even bother to listen to his own daughter.
"What kind of woman is heavenly? Can it make you so immortal?"
"It's Lin Xueluo."
Feng Xinglang said lightly.
"Ah ..." Ye Shinian's mouth almost opened into a big 'O' shape. "Xunzi ... Xunzi is back?"
"This wife is back. You and Lan Youyou have a daughter again ... What are you going to do, Lange?"
Ye Shinian asked worryingly.
It is enough that the emperor is not in a hurry.
Then, remembering what, his eyebrows dangled slightly, and he talked again:
"By the way, Brother, Tuan Tuan will be discharged from the hospital at 5 pm! Remember to pick her up in person and don't forget it. You are the father of Tuan Tuan. No one's love is more important than yours
"Go out and do business!"
Feng Xinglang gave a chill.
The Parker pen in his hand was dropped, and Feng Xinglang pulled his tie a little dryly.
Messy is not only thoughts, but also an unsafe heart!

Feng family.
Because Papa Feng Xinglang personally went to pick her up and be discharged from the hospital, Feng Tuan Tuan was particularly cute.
From the hospital to the Feng family, the little cute has been occupying the arms of Papa Feng Xinglang, as well as the thigh. Do not want to get off Feng Xinglang for a second. Sticking tightly to him.
Even for dinner, it stuck to Feng Xinglang's strong legs. No matter how coercive Feng Lixin was, she refused to come down.
Two anti-riot vehicles stopped quietly not far from Fengjiayuan.
The place to meet with Feng Xinglang was chosen at Fengjia.
This was chosen by Lin Nuo.
"Father, can 15 people go in and negotiate with Feng Xinglang's bastard?"
The little boy stared at Yitun Hetun, his eyes clear.
"Yiyifu is worried about your safety."
Hetun took care of the small and flat pot heads.
"Father, I am your righteous son! The children raised by the righteous father will not be timid, nor will they be guilty of persuasion." The little guy insisted.
"Ha ha ha ha, there is enough!"
He Tun gave a hearty laugh and patted the little guy's shoulder: "Okay! Then the righteous father will follow you!"
Before leaving, Xing Shiliang stuck a button-sized thing on the collar of Xiaoshi.
"Fifteen, the righteous father is waiting for you in the car outside the door. If they dare to hurt you a hair, the right father will level this villa!"
The little boy nodded nicely.
The living room door of Fengjia Villa is closed. The little boy jumped and barely reached the doorbell.
An Lin opened the door for Lin Nuo.
"Child, who are you looking for?"
Seeing Lin Nuo with a dumb pot hairstyle on her head, An Ying asked with a special kindness.
"I'm looking for Feng Xinglang!"
Lin Nuo shouted the name of the bastard's dad.
"Are you looking for Feng Xinglang?" An Yi glanced, looked up at the courtyard outside the door, and did not find the little boy following the adult, "What about your family?"
"One is inside."
Without waiting for An Yi to react to Lin Nuo's words, the little guy had already penetrated into Feng's living room.
He saw the Feng family laughing around the dining table.
That bastard's dad is also there!
He held his baby girl in his arms.