Chapter 1765 – Waiting for Gentle 41
Xing Shi'er was confused by Xueluo's unintentional question.
It's over. I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the mission given by my foster father today!
Don't. Another day?
Yan Bang wouldn't wake up in a short while anyway!
The key thing was that when Feng Xinglang looked at him, it was entirely because of the sharpness of the interrogation.
In fact, Xing Shi'er's appearance still gave a lot of information. Adding on the words' you dare to smash a woman I like ', it made someone think even more!
"Um …" It's so hot. I'll come out and take advantage of the cool weather! "
This excuse … It was so frustrating that even a three-year-old child would not believe it. IQ is a hard injury!
To use the common saying: Simple! It was different from Feng Xinglang's simplicity, which was like that of a cunning!
The sharpness of Feng Xinglang's thoughts, were naturally far superior to the simple Xing Shi'er. Almost by reflex, he reminded Baotou, who was crouching beside him.
According to his calculations, Bai Mo should only be injured by the blood on the surface of his skin, and not the inside of his brain.
When Feng Xinglang turned to look, he saw that Xing Shi'er was no longer there.
"That stinky brat sure runs fast …" He didn't even have the time to ask what it meant by 'you dare to smash the woman I like'!
Following the direction that Xing Shi'er left in, the frightened Xueluo immediately went up to check on his injuries.
Xueluo half knelt on the ground, he turned to the muscular man and said: "Quick, quickly call the doctor!"
When Xueluo turned around, even his husband Feng Xinglang had also disappeared.
This guy who doesn't know how to talk! He had promised to apologize, but after suffering such a small setback, he actually left his wife and ran away?
More or less, they were wrongly accusing Feng Xinglang.
Because it's important!
This concerned Yan Bang's last breath of air!
As for the safety of his wife Lin Xueluo, Feng Xinglang knew very well that without his fuse, Bai Mo and her would not, and would not dare to, hurt a single hair on her head. At most, they could only blame Feng Xinglang a few times in front of their wives.
And at this moment, the person Xing Shi'er did not want to see the most was Feng Xinglang. Thus, he had long since escaped.
After pausing outside the gates of the hospital for a moment, Feng Xinglang quickly ran to the car park, took out his car, and rushed towards Shallow Water Bay.
Just as Xing Shi'er was hesitating on whether or not he should report this matter to the foster father Hetun, he heard Feng Xinglang's angry roar from the door.
"Xing Shi'er, come out!"
"So what if they come out? I'm afraid you'll bite me! "First of all, can you beat me?"
"Do you dare to come with me to see the Hetun?" Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.
"Why wouldn't I dare?!"
Although Xing Shi'er said that he was not afraid of anything, his heart still skipped a beat.
"But why should I listen to you?" Xing Shi'er scoffed, "You'd better hurry back home to carry this child!"
Behind him, Hetun put on an act and reprimanded him.
His son Feng Xinglang hurriedly rushed over here to denounce and punish him. Most likely,'s mistake was discovered by him.
"Hurry up and enter the house and think!"
Ever since Xing Er passed away and his own son was not close with him, Hetun had become more partial to the little from time to time.
"Yes, foster father!" I'll just think about it in front of the wall! "
After doing something to Feng Xinglang, Xing Shi'er arrogantly entered the house in a flash.
Hetun's love for his two grandsons was not only spiritual, but also material. In a nearby villa, there were two little fellows' toys.
Feng Xinglang drank a mouthful of tea and looked up at the crystal clear chandelier.
"Hetun, did you ask Xing Shi'er to pull Yan Bang's oxygen tube?"
Because oxygen was the most important condition that Yan Bang currently relied on to survive. Breaking his oxygen was equivalent to breaking Yan Bang's last breath.
The Hetun laughed, "This Old Tweleve is getting more and more out of hand! I will teach him a good lesson later! "
Feng Xinglang did not continue arguing with the Hetun. It wasn't necessary, and it didn't make sense.
"Could he be looking for An Teng to take revenge for Yan Bang?"
However, Ando's journey was blocked by the newly appointed Ren Lingyuan. Feng Xinglang's soft stimulation still worked.
Feng Xinglang deliberately used an evil tone, "Not only will I not seek out An Teng for revenge … Besides, I'll take it for granted. Be his godson! Coincidentally, he has his eyes on me too! "
Feng Xinglang just stared at Hetun like that, watching his face, which had been previously proud and unhurried, slowly condensing little by little, until it finally turned ashen with anger.
"You … You. You actually want to be An Teng's foster son? "
The muscles on Hetun's face began to quiver in anger, "You … Are you worthy of your dead mother? "
"Wrong!" The person who let down my mother, was your Hetun from start to finish! "
Hetun's old face was twitching uneasily. He gritted his teeth as he stared at the beautiful face in front of him that resembled that woman's. He held his breath for a long time before finally relaxing.
"Alright… Let me assure you: from now on, Yan Bang's oxygen pipe will not show any abnormalities! "
"This is still not enough!" Feng Xinglang replied.
"Then what else do you want?" Hetun became furious.