Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] www.52bqg.com [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 457: Can you come tonight?

In the huge CEO's office, there was a strange light Shang flowing.

Instead of pestering Feng Xinglang to come to the GK Vanguard, the little buggy was taken away by Feng Lixin to the Rehabilitation Center.

In Feng Xinglang's hand, there was a small piece of paper. After five years of gentle stroking and fine kneading, the paper had already become weak.

It was a small, cut picture of a color Doppler. Feng Xinglang found it inside the layer of Xueluo's wallet.

The fetus was only seven weeks old and was only as big as a bean sprout, and it even had a small tail.

Feng Xinglang's eyes seemed to be warmed by some sort of liquid.

He had once had a chance to be a father, but he had never cherished it. Only when it was lost did he regret his actions.

But Feng Xinglang knew: If he were to try again, he would still make that choice. He owed his big brother Feng Lixin his life, and he must repay him! And now, he was almost done!

But only Feng Xinglang himself knew what he had lost!

He had lost his right to be a father! Perhaps he would never touch anything emotional in this life again!

He would have to spend the rest of his life holding onto this picture everyday!

This was the punishment that the heavens had given him, Feng Xinglang!

It was also's punishment!

The ringing of the phone interrupted this disturbing reminiscence. Feng Xinglang placed the picture of the low grade colourful record back into the safe under his desk.

The phone call was from Yan Bang.

"Okay."

Feng Xinglang snorted, the person who called him was Feng Xinglang himself.

"Lang, why didn't you come last night?"

Yan Bang's voice was very low. There wasn't the slightest hint of blame. Just asked.

"Trapped by this little thing."

Feng Xinglang exhaled a mouthful of impure Qi.

"Can you come tonight?"

Yan Bang asked again.

"Not necessarily! Who knows! It depends on the mood of that little guy in the group. "

Feng Xinglang said helplessly. It was filled with affection towards that little cutie.

"What, you're finished being a brother and now you're a daughter slave again?" Yan Bang asked indifferently.

"I was hoping that Lil Thing would bring me the rest of my life!"

Feng Xinglang laughed at himself.

"The end-of-life? "Heh, that's quite a long way to go."

Yan Bang laughed.

"It's always better to prepare for a rainy day! "I don't want to end up dying on the street like you, and not even a body can be collected!"

Feng Xinglang mocked Yan Bang.

Yan Bang was silent for a moment, "I advocate: today is the day to drink! People like you and me only have the life to go to hell.

"What kind of you and I?" Stop pulling me in! I am a first-rate citizen! "

Feng Xinglang snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Good!" Dear first-rate citizen, what would you like to eat tonight? It's easier for a lowly servant like me to be prepared in advance. "

Yan Bang said. As long as he talked to Feng Xinglang, no matter what topic he talked about, he would always be happy.

"Whatever..."

Feng Xinglang stretched his voice as he faintly sighed.

"This' whatever 'thing is really hard to get hold of! Why don't you just eat me up! "

Yan Bang ridiculed.

"Eat you? You dog skin is thick, and your meat is rough.

Feng Xinglang ridiculed, "Even eating Bai Xiaobang while roasting is better than eating you!"

"Feng Xinglang, I really want to eat you up!"

said meaningfully. It was as if these words came from the depths of his bone marrow.

"You still want to eat me with your teeth?"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "I'm not as delicious as you think! Don't worry about it! "

Pausing slightly to think about something, Feng Xinglang's brain opened wide: "How about this, the two of us will join hands tonight and force Bai Mo to stew his own son, Bai Xiao Ye! If he won't cook, we'll eat him, okay? I heard that Bai Mo, that kid, is even more tender than a woman! "

"Who told you that?" Yan Bang was interested, "You make it sound as if you've eaten that brat Bai Mo before!"

"F * ck your sister, do you think I'm you? At such an age, I can't even differentiate between male and female!"

Feng Xinglang sarcastically said.

"Don't worry, if I really have a sister, I'll definitely let you sleep first!" Yan Bang said generously.

"..." Feng Xinglang's thin lips slightly hooked up, "Whoever wants to be your sister will also be blind!"

"I'm doing something, stop it! "I'm hanging up!"

It felt like there was an endless flow of energy going on and on.

"Then, tonight, should I go to pick you up, or should you, a noble first-rate citizen, lead the army?" Yan Bang asked.

"Peng, I found out that everyone's Chinese is better than yours! Alright, I'm hanging up. "

Feng Xinglang took his phone away from his ear. Just as he was about to hang up, he heard a piece of news that made him extremely excited.

"Oh yeah, Hetun has returned to the Shen City!"

When Feng Xinglang was about to hang up, Yan Bang slowly said.

"What?" Hetun is back? Heh, he sure has balls! "

Feng Xinglang's words were filled with hostility, "If I don't kill him this time, I will take his surname!"

These words were … Very interesting!

"What do you think? I'll help you kill him, what do you think?"

Yan Bang spoke humbly. What he was worried about was that Feng Xinglang would kick his butt, and that he would be stubborn and use his body as his own.

"Talk to you later tonight!"

Thinking about something, Feng Xinglang immediately hung up the phone. After meditating for a few seconds, he immediately got up and walked out.

When Lan Youyou rushed to the GK Vault, Feng Xinglang had already left.

In the corridor, he met Ye TIanming, who was still alive.

"Where's Feng Xinglang?" Lan Youyou asked haughtily. She had always looked down on others.

"Even if I know, I won't tell you!" Let alone that I don't know! "

Ye Xiaonian stared at the woman's beautiful face. Even though she was already a three-year-old girl's mother, she still looked like she had transcended the mortal world.

"Then die! Don't block my way! " Lan Youyou coldly snorted.

A faint fragrance drifted into Ye Xiaolian's nose and he took a deep breath.

"Lan Youyou, do you really want to stay in Feng Family your whole life without a rank?"

Ye Xiaonian asked bluntly and harshly.

"None of your business!" "Go to hell!" Lan Youyou glared at Ye Xiaonian angrily.

"Brother Lang will not marry you!" Ye Xiaonian added.

"And then? "Go on."

Lan Youyou retracted his anger and asked casually.

"Youyou, you need a man who can provide you with a family!"

Ye Xiaonian looked deeply at Lan Youyou.

'Bang! ' Ye Xiaonian slapped Ye Xiao's face.

"Ye Qingyu, even if I, Lan Youyou, am to die a lonely old man, I will never look at you again! "Scram as far as you can!"

Without even giving Ye Xiaonian the pleasure of winning, Lan Youyou stepped on his high heels and left.

Watching Lan Youyou's back, Ye Xiaonian coldly said, "Miss Lan, you misunderstood me! I'm getting married next month, so remember to bring Mr. Tuan along to have some wedding wine! "

Lan Youyou abruptly stopped in her tracks. Perhaps what she cared about was not the fact that Ye Xiaonian was not married; rather, the word 'married' was something that stung Lan Youyou's heart!

When would he have a home? A daughter, a husband?

How many years could a woman have in her life?

Lan Youyou could no longer wait!