Feng Xinglang smiled coldly at the Hetun.
"I am a despised bastard myself! "How could I let my child become a disgraced bastard!"
These words stung Hetun's old heart.
"Ah Lang, Daddy is truly sorry … I'm sorry, and I'm also sorry to your mother, Su He. "
"Hetun, you don't need to apologize to me!"
Feng Xinglang really didn't want to talk about that unbearable past, "If you really feel guilty inside, go and repent to my mother!"
"Give me the child!"
Feng Xinglang took a step forward, and sternly faced Xing Shi'er, who was carrying little Wuyang.
Hetun waved his hand, "Give the child to him."
The little guy was woken up. When she saw Feng Xinglang, she smiled as expected. After yawning for a long time, she blinked her sleepy eyes and fell asleep.
"Hetun, please stop meddling in my affairs in the future! Respect for others is respect for yourself! "
After throwing down those heartless words, Feng Xinglang walked out of the villa with the infant basket in his hands.
"Take care, Prince Xing! Come over often when you're free! Bring Little Fifteen along! "
Xing Wu's Chinese was still very stiff. In fact, he only knew these few words that Xing Ba had taught him.
He had rushed all the way back to the Shen City, didn't he hope for his son's son to prosper? If his son had a conflict with his daughter-in-law because of this illegitimate child, he could help solve it. But just because he was passionate, he couldn't get the approval of his son.
"Foster father, the results are out…"
Hetun's sad eyes instantly lit up, "Quickly tell me!"
Not only did Xing Ba get the doctors to identify the parents of Feng Xinglang and little Wuyang, he even got the doctors to appraise the blood relatives of the Hetun and the Hetun.
Hetun's bright eyes instantly dimmed down.
After a few seconds of silence, Hetun took a sip of his tea, "Tomorrow, after we go to the school and check for 15 years, we will return to Mexico City! Your second brother's matter is not usually a thorny one! "
"Good foster father!" "Then rest early!"
Xing Shi'er stepped forward to support the somewhat staggering Hetun.
… ….
At the entrance of Shallow Water Bay, Nina waited impatiently.
They did not torture her for long. About ten minutes later, she saw Feng Xinglang walking out with an infant basket.
That was Wuyang's basket.
"President Feng…"
Nina immediately went forward and took the basket from Feng Xinglang's hands.
"Wuyang… Wuyang… Mommy's good son! You scared the hell out of me, don't you know! "
The little guy was woken up by the noise and let out a few soft hums.
"Wuyang should be fine, take him back to rest early."
Feng Xinglang's mood did not seem to be good.
"Thank you, President Feng!"
"Don't bother being polite, it's good as long as Wuyang is fine! There shouldn't be anyone from my side disturbing you and Wuyang! "
The latter part of the sentence was the main topic of discussion. "Remember to work punctually tomorrow."
"Ah?" What if he had to go to work tomorrow? Wuyang is still young, and cannot leave my care. "
"Think of a way yourself!" The Labor Law only has three months of maternity leave! "
"Prince Xing, please wait!"
"Your foster father is too old for this, why did you guys follow him and become brainless as well?"
"My foster father also hopes for you to have more sons and more blessings!"
Xing Ba took a glance at the direction that Nina left at, "Who is that child?"
"Since when did you learn gossip?" Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing Ba.
Xing Ba sighed lightly, "Looks like that child is undoubtedly Yan Bang's child! Did you work with that woman? "
Xing Ba blurted out without thinking, causing him to frown.
"It's none of your business, don't ask about it!"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "You must learn to be smarter in order to live longer!"
"I was just casually saying it! Look at how nervous our Prince Xing is … "
Xing Ba leaned in a little, "Five years ago, you made a Feng Tuantuan who made my foster father excited for several days! Now, he had even made a Yan Wuyang out of it … Prince Xing, you really know how to make mistakes! "
"Old Xing, you deserve a beating this badly …" Is it a bone itch recently? "
Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes, staring at Xing Ba's teasing face angrily.
"Calm down! I was just joking around! "
Xing Ba turned to give Feng Xinglang a way out.
"Hetun… Your mouth, can it hold the door? " Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"What's the use of trying to stop it? The key point is that these random rumors will often reach my foster father's ears! It's too hard to guard against! "
"Did your foster father send someone to follow me again?" Feng Xinglang was angry.
"Don't say such useless things! Has your foster father been out of the house with his brain lately? Do you really believe the rumors of others? "
"Hm?" Feng Xinglang snorted, "You bunch of fools are getting more and more adept at doing things!"
Just when Xing Ba wanted to remind Feng Xinglang something, Feng Xinglang had already impatiently gotten into the car.
It was Cong Gang!