Chapter 1225: Waiting for granddaughter

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This Xinglang lacks the mind, does Lin Xueluo lack the mind?
How could he allow his husband to stay home late in the middle of the night and mingle with a man who is abnormal in that regard?
Isn't this looking for death?
To be precise, it should be to help Yan Bang to find death!
You must know that the more Yan Yan is like this, the more Hetun will not let him go!
Even if he escaped the first day, he could not escape fifteen.
Not to mention the current state of Yan, or the state of handicapped!
It wasn't that Feng Xinglang wanted to protect him.
When Feng Xinglang woke up, there was already a bright sunshine outside the window.
There is no Yan Yan paying attention on his side; nor is there a noisy Bai Mo.
I heard a noise in the room and waited for the waiter outside the door to come in through the door.
"Mr. Feng, do you need breakfast in the room?"
"No! Where are you, Mr. Bai?"
"President Bai went with President Yan to perform an ankle correction operation. It is estimated that the operation will soon be over at this time."
Really obedient ... At least at this moment, Feng Xinglang felt relieved.
"General Yan will cultivate in your holiday villa for a while, so I will take care of you!"
"General Feng is polite. It is our honor to always be able to cultivate in our villa."
Fang Xinglang rushed back to GK Ventures instead of staying at the resort villa to wait for Yan Bang to complete an ankle correction operation.
Parked in a dedicated parking space, and when he first reached the elevator, a phantom floated in front of him and stopped him.
It's Xing Ba.
"Your early father was sneaky, was your right father teaching you?"
"Prince Xing is full of spring breeze, I really want to come last night!"
Xing Ba boldly laughed at Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang's strong sword eyebrows narrowed slightly and asked coldly, "Are you not following me?"
"Yan Bang's resurrection is a happy event, and it's okay to celebrate!"
"Hetun knows?"
"So a bunch of pictures of brothers in love and hugging in the water were sent by a mysterious man to my elder father's eyes, and my elder father would have no trouble pretending to be blind!"
This is the line that Xing Ba thought about for one night. Intentional use of the word "a mysterious man" is quite associative.
He couldn't say: It was your dear Daddy who sent you Xing Shi to follow you, and then accidentally took those photos, and then sent them directly to Hetun for invitation. In fact, it is not an invitation, Xing Shishi is just following Hetun's command line.
A mysterious person? A bunch of pictures embracing in the water?
Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Cong Gang. It seems that he remembers very clearly: Cong Gang once reminded him to be careful that He Tun will not let go of Yan Bang who was resurrected from death!
What is this dog thing he wants to do?
While saving Yanbang's good fishing benefits, at the same time went to report to Hetun?
What is his ultimate purpose? Still want to put Yan Bang to death?
This black pot, it seems that Cong has just memorized it!
"Prince Xing, in fact, as the righteous son of Hetun, we really don't want to see you getting too rigid with your father! So our lives will be sad!"
"So you came here early in the morning to ventilate me? Also come in person?"
Feng Xinglang smiled indifferently.
"Do you think I want it? The key is to call and you won't answer it! If you don't answer it, let Yan Bang answer it ..."
Xing Bayou sighed, "If you think about it, if your call was made by your dear, it would be Yan Bang ... and it was midnight! My righteous father would not chase him to the resort villa with a knife. Strange! "
Feng Xinglang's gloomy face, "Did you call me last night? Or Yan Bang?"
"Do you think I'll make a story to make you play? Prince Xing, I'm really not that busy."
"Then Hetun ... what other moths came up?" Feng Xinglang asked closely.
"You say my righteous father ..."
Xing Ba kept talking and said, "Anyway, a father can't tolerate a man who is not normal in X. He will entangle his only son all day long! My right father is still waiting to hug his granddaughter!"
Feng Xing Lang silent for a few seconds, "I see ... Xing Lao Ba, thank you!"
"You're welcome! Who made us all Xing!"
Feeling that Feng Xinglang's face was a little ugly, he quickly added: "At least my surname is Xing!"
On the way back to Repulse Bay, Xing Shiqi looked gloomily at Xing Ba, who had been muted.
"My brother, did I do something wrong?"
"It's not ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
"My brother ... is it wrong to do things according to the orders of the righteous father?"
"Don't worry, let me talk to you about Yifu and Feng Xinglang, and the relationship between Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang!"
In the next half hour, Xing Ba explained this complicatedly, and sounded more complicated relationships one by one to Xing Shishi.
Xing Shishi heard it a little bit stingy! But I finally understood.
...
"Bango, what you want, I brought it for you."
Bai Mofeng furiously brought a white leather suitcase from the White Mansion. It's not that big, it's smaller than an ordinary suitcase and can't hold much stuff. Bai Mo was also quite relaxed.
This is the secret between Bai Mo and Yan Bang!
Yan Bang told Bai Mo more than once: If one day he really violently killed the street, let Bai Mo take out this black leather suitcase from Yulong City.
More than a month after Bai Mo's death, he remembered taking out the suitcase from Yulong City. Fortunately, Yulong City fell before Cong Gang.
Next, there is an agreement: If Feng Xinglang shed tears at Yan Bang's funeral, or distraught because of Yan Bang's death, Bai Mo can hand this suitcase to Feng Xinglang!
It is a pity that until the memorial service was held for Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang was not sad at all; his childhood was still quite moist. How could this kind of Fengxinglang allow Bai Mo to give Yan Bang such a valuable relic to him!
"Bange, what good stuff are you hiding in your suitcase?" Bai Mo approached.
Yan Bang, who had already done her left ankle correction, just touched the suitcase for a while, but didn't open it.
"Bange, let's talk about it. You're better at Fengfeng than me!"
Bai Mo grumbled dissatisfied, "Every good baby is left to Feng Er ... never think of me!"
"It's not a baby! Look at you sour!"
Yan Bang left the suitcase aside and lay back on the rattan chair and began to rest with his eyes closed.
"Is it ... a love letter to Feng Er?"
Curious Bai Mo can always have such whimsy.
Yan Bang froze his lips, "Don't even think about it! I only treat Feng Xinglang as my brother!"
"Bluff me!"
Bai Mo rolled his eyes. "If you have no relationship with Feng Er, my name is written upside down!"
"Mosan, Feng Xinglang has his own family; he has a wife and a son! Even if I really have that little extra relationship with him, I will kill it! So from now on, you must not talk nonsense! Especially in front of family members! Understand? "
Bai Mo looked at Yan Bang quietly, and he murmured for a long time: "Bange, you have changed!"
"It's not me! It's ..."
"But the second child?" Bai Mo answered quickly.
Yan Bang smiled lightly, "Some things, Feng Xinglang has no choice! But he is not willing ... but unable to change!"