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Just as Feng Xinglang was about to go out after eating breakfast, he was stopped by Xia Zhengyang.

"Xinglang, do something for uncle! Yan Bang that guy doesn\'t know how to act, he refused to let me lead the way. I\'ll have to trouble you to come with me. "

The phone was turned off, it was not difficult for him, Xia Zhengyang. If he directly came to the Feng Family to block him, wouldn\'t that mean that he had the sincerity to request Feng Xinglang\'s help?

In addition to the title of \'Uncle\', they were even more intimate, wasn\'t it?

Once he saw Xia Zhengyang, who was trapped in the courtyard, Feng Xinglang\'s entire brows knitted together.

If it wasn\'t for the fact that Xia Zhengyang was an elder, Feng Xinglang really wanted to kick him as he pleased.

"Sigh, Yan Bang really does not know how to get out of this situation! I can\'t do anything about him! "

followed Xia Zhengyang\'s words and tactfully rejected once again.

"Xinglang, if you can\'t do anything to Yan Bang, then no one in Shen City can do anything to him! Help Uncle, I am only 17 years old, and I am stubborn and ruthless. I am worried that he will anger Yan Bang and cause trouble for me. "

The title of Yan Bang as the executioner in the Shen City was not for nothing. He was used to doing things her own way. Looking at another person\'s life like a blade of grass was one of his vices.

"Then what should we do? How about we call the police! "

Feng Xinglang teased Xia Zhengyang without batting an eyelid.

Why you want to \'tease\' Xia Zhengyang, is unknown! Maybe he just felt that Xia Zhengyang spoiling his son so much that he didn\'t feel good about it.

In theory, Feng Xinglang had two fathers.

One was an adoptive father, the other a biological father.

However, no matter which one it was, his memories were filled with blood and wounds.

The reason was not hard to understand. He could not bear to see his illegitimate son being spoiled by his own father like that!

Although Feng Xinglang\'s actions were clearly to help this illegitimate child, Xia Yihua!

"Call the police? What\'s the point of calling the police? We can\'t be too reckless! "

Xia Zhengyang immediately rejected Feng Xinglang\'s suggestion. If they really called the police, then Yan Bang would have exploded.

With Yulong City\'s huge territory, wanting to hide a person was a piece of cake; when the time came, not only would he offend others, he would also have to take the life of his son Xia Yihua.

"Then I really can\'t think of any other way!"

Feng Xinglang said leisurely, then started running.

"Xinglang... Xinglang, don\'t be in such a hurry to leave! Come with me to Yulong City! As long as you arrive, the matter will definitely be resolved immediately! "

Xia Zhengyang blocked Feng Xinglang\'s way.

"You really think highly of me?!" I am not Yan Bang\'s grandpa, why would he listen to me? "

Feng Xinglang looked at Xia Zhengyang coldly.

It was as if he felt that at this moment, Xia Zhengyang\'s caring appearance really made him look at her … His heart was in his throat!

It had to be said that although Xia Zhengyang was a scum, he did not have anything to say to his own son!

He was also a reputable member of the noble clans in Shen City. After licking his face and begging him for so long, he could be considered to be humble.

"Xinglang, help me. As long as the painting is safe, you can do whatever you want! "

Xia Zhengyang had pleaded all he needed.

Feng Xinglang turned his head and gave Xia Zhengyang a deep glance, "If you treat your own son like a treasure, then what about your own daughter? "The grass?"

"I, I just want to give birth to a son to inherit the joss stick! It\'s not that the daughters don\'t feel any pain, it\'s just that they all feel like they\'re going to get married in the end. The child would only be given the surname of the husband. If no one inherits the incense, what meaning do you think there is in my life to struggle? "

"..."

Needless to say, Xia Zhengyang\'s twisted logic was really sincere.

It sounds like. That\'s the way it is.

At least Feng Xinglang, who was also a man, could still understand.

"Even if you really want a son, you can\'t have one with another woman, can you? How can Mrs. Xia stand it! "

Feng Xinglang sat on the hood of the sprint, it was rare for him to have the patience to listen to Xia Zhengyang talk about such perverted and evil logic.

"Mei Juan\'s health is not good. If she is born again, it will lead to her death!"

Xia Zhengyang sighed and said, "Actually, I don\'t have any feelings for Else\'s mother at all … From an emotional point of view, I have not betrayed Wen Meijuan! "

"Heh, you didn\'t betray me. You made a child out of another woman?"

Feng Xinglang sneered.

"Isn\'t he helpless!? "Of course I hope that the painting is beautiful!"

Xia Zhengyang\'s words were asking for a beating but also scolding.

But it was also real!

"Alright!" I\'ll help you get your son! Xia Zhengyang, you are someone who doesn\'t age! "

Feng Xinglang got up, "But you are already so old, why are you still such a bastard? You should at least set up your own backyard, right? "

"Yes yes yes, Xinglang, you have taught me a lesson!"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang agreed to go to the Yulong City to get him a son, he nodded his head in approval of every kind.

"Well, take my car?"

Afraid that Feng Xinglang had slipped away again while driving the sports car, Xia Zhengyang immediately opened his own car door for him.

"What are you so anxious about!" It\'s almost noon, Yan Bang has hidden his son for you for two days, no matter what, you have to thank him once, right? "

"Good, good, good. This is good, this is good!"

Xia Zhengyang answered quickly, and then nodded his head, "Then the time and place will be decided by you? Just for noon? It\'s convenient even in the Yulong City! "

Xia Zhengyang clearly knew: To fish for his son, it was best to do so sooner rather than later!

"Noon?" No appetite! "It\'s better if it\'s at night!" Feng Xinglang snorted.

"Alright then!"

Xia Zhengyang could only bite the bullet and agree, "Why don\'t you give Yan Bang a call first? He\'s busy all day, don\'t lose his time. "

"..." This old turtle, his way of doing things was truly meticulous.

Even if Feng Xinglang really didn\'t want to make this call, he had no choice but to accept the call.

It wasn\'t as though he could do anything by pestering her.

Thus, she could only dial Yan Bang\'s number in front of him.

"President Yan, I am so sorry to disturb your sweet dreams! I am Feng Xinglang from GK Venture. "

These words … Not only was he quite low-key, he was also quite polite.

It was so polite that Yan Bang thought that Feng Xinglang had taken the wrong medicine?

"Good dream?" Without you to accompany me, how could I have a good dream? "

"Uh, President Yan, President Xia would like to invite you to a banquet tonight with his son, Xia Yihua. The location is in your Yulong City, I wonder what your President Yan thinks? "

Feng Xinglang continued with his polite words.

"I\'m not free!" That\'s why I went to eat with that old man Xia Zhengyang! "

"... President Yan, calm down first. What if you give me, Feng Xinglang, face? I will treat you for the President Xia! "

"You\'ll be with us tonight?"

"Of course. President Yan, if you are willing to honor me, I will have the honor of three lifetimes. "

"As long as you come, I will reward you every day!"

"Then it\'s a deal! Tonight, 8 o\'clock, Yulong City, I will wait for you together with the President Xia. "