Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

One of his hands was depicting the smooth texture of the muscles on Feng Xinglang\'s back, it was not as exaggerated as the muscular man\'s.

But Feng Xinglang was definitely the type of muscular man who wore clothes that showed how thin he was, and took off his clothes to show off his muscles.

It was a slightly callused hand. Wherever his hand went, there wasn\'t the delicate and gentle feeling of a woman. Instead, there was a harsh, stabbing feeling.

The sleepy and hazy Feng Xinglang slightly moved his body, and then, he held onto that hand. However, he did not open his eyes.

The hand held still for a few seconds, then withdrew.

Linnuo\'s little friend was still sound asleep. It was probably because of the ruckus from last night. The little guy had been sleeping obediently all night. From time to time, his two small arms would grope around Feng Xinglang\'s neck.

The call was from Ye Yiran. Feng Xinglang immediately picked up the phone that was still ringing. He was afraid that his son would wake up.

"Brother Lang, everyone is gathered!"

"How many?"

"More than a thousand!" It is enough for that old fellow Hetun to bear it! "

"Hm!" Tell them to be careful! Remember to get a few reporters here. If Hetun dares to harm them, expose him! "

"Got it, Brother Lang!" A mere Shallow Water Bay, with more than a thousand workers, is enough to turn the world upside down! "

"Hm!" You can teach the ones in the lead a little bit, and let them see the opportunity! Safety first. "

"Alright!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang was quiet for a few seconds. She bent down to kiss her son\'s rosy cheeks, then reluctantly stood up.

Yan Bang had already ordered people to bring over breakfast. Almost all of them were delicious food that suited Feng Xinglang\'s appetite.

"What, you want to play human tactic with Hetun?"

Yan Bang stuffed a piece of bacon into Feng Xinglang\'s mouth, "New chef Lu Cuisine, try it!"

"Hm!" This time, I won\'t be able to play with him, that old fogey! " Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"There are so many people competing with the Hetun, why aren\'t you looking for me?" Yan Bang asked.

"Your men are not clean! If anything happens, the police will make a name for themselves. Peasant laborers seeking salaries was a matter of course! Not only is the reason brilliant, it is also valid! "

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang sighed lightly, "I have also paid quite a price! Promise that if they don\'t get a salary, I\'ll pay them myself! Tens of millions, it hurts just thinking about it! "

"Tens of millions in exchange for the lives of your wife and your daughter, it\'s worth it!"

Yan Bang placed a cup of warm milk in Feng Xinglang\'s hands, "Is Feng Tuantuan really your big brother Feng Lixin\'s daughter? But why do I feel that the longer you are, the more you become like Feng Xinglang? "

Feng Xinglang stared at Yan Bang coldly, rejecting his question.

"Bon, let me go out for a minute. I\'m sorry to trouble you to look favorably upon my son, but he is more important than my life! "

Feng Xinglang gazed deeply at his sleeping son Linnuo, full of affection.

"Why don\'t I bring some people to cause trouble in Hetun? I\'m the best at this kind of thing! You stay here and guard your baby. "

Yan Bang suggested.

"You really can\'t do this! If it gets too big, it would be called gathering the masses to stir up trouble. If it gets too small, it won\'t achieve the desired result. "

Pausing for a moment, Feng Xinglang coldly humorously said: "But you can still help me pass down the tens of millions of yuan in the construction project to that bunch of peasant brothers!"

"Feng Xinglang, you are not surnamed Zhou, are you? You are the new rich and powerful man of the Shen City, and you still want to bluff me with tens of millions? "

Yan Bang joked. One had to know that he had always been generous to Feng Xinglang: A Bugatti that was over 30 million, he really gave Feng Xinglang a car!

"Damn!" Your Chinese is taught by a French teacher, right? You still want me to steal your surname? "

Yan Bang\'s standard of Chinese had always been breathtaking.

"When your godson wakes up, remember to feed him something to eat! You are too rude, find a beautiful lady to pacify the eyes! "

Only after he gave his son another kiss on the cheek did Feng Xinglang reluctantly leave.

Just as Feng Xinglang left, Yan Bang called for a few capable subordinates and told them to follow the group of migrant workers to Shallow Water Bay.

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After waking up, Linnuo\'s little friend was extremely obedient. Without crying or making a fuss, he finished his breakfast.

"Son, how do you want to spend your day with your godfather?"

Yan Bang asked in a good mood.

It was as if he had already realized that as long as he left the little guy in the Yulong City, Feng Xinglang would become his kite. No matter how high he flew, Feng Xinglang would automatically return here.

"Let\'s go to Shallow Water Bay together! I want to see you fight with my godfather! "Let\'s see who is more powerful!"

A five year old little brat actually wanted to provoke Yan Bang!

"It\'s a pity that I\'m not going anywhere today. I\'ll stay here with you!" Yan Bang stroked the little fellow\'s head.

"You must be afraid of my foster father! You might not be able to beat my foster father and make him lose face! "

The little guy continued to provoke Yan Bang.

"No matter how powerful your foster father is, he won\'t be able to escape from my, Yan Bang\'s Five Fingers Mountain! It\'s just that I don\'t want to fight with him anymore! "

Yan Bang smiled meaningfully, "Your foster father has your father to deal with, and that\'s more than enough to put him to death!"

After around half an hour, Yan Bang was called over to the entertainment district in front. The little guy was too lazy to go with Yan Bang, so he stayed behind.

The Yulong City could generally be divided into two districts: an entertainment district that was open to the outside world, and a living district. This place was simply a microworld where Yan Bang could cover the sky with one hand.

Not long after Yan Bang left, an aunt who was pushing a clean cart came to clean up. The little guy was playing with his laptop as he glanced at the cleaning car from time to time.

After the old auntie went into the bathroom to clean, the little guy subconsciously went up to check on the car.

It was as if he could squeeze into a child!

The little guy did not act rashly. This was because when he saw the old auntie pushing in the cleaning car, the poker faces outside the door seemed to have inspected the cleaning car.

Sure enough, after the old auntie cleaned up and left, the poker faces were checked once again.

Linnuo\'s little friend stroked his little heart: Fortunately, I didn\'t rush in.

However, the little guy was no longer in the mood to play with his tablet. He began to fiddle around in the room.

He gnawed at the fruit peel everywhere; he used the toilet roll as a soccer ball; and he tossed around the house drinking yogurt and other things in the freezer.

The few poker faces could not bear to watch any longer, so they called Yan Bang.

Yan Bang\'s words were: Do whatever you want with this little thing! Just don\'t let him go out.

This was already the fourth time that the cleaning lady had come to clean up.

It was time for lunch. Two poker faces were left at the door.

"Auntie, don\'t come in. I\'m taking a bath!"

After hearing the sound of running water from inside, the cleaning lady did not enter the inner room and only cleaned the washstand outside.

Just as the little Linnuo girl expected, when the cleaning lady pushed the cleaning truck out of the room for the fourth time, the poker face outside the door only looked at it symbolically a few times, but did not inspect it too carefully.