Chapter 1038 Godfather? Son?

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Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang, and at the same time looked behind him, "Where's Xia Yihua? Why didn't you bring it?"

"Let the leopard head call! Bring it in a while!"

Yan Bang's gaze inadvertently caught sight of Feng Xinglang's wrist, and he reached out to pick it up, as if a little disappointed, "Why didn't you put on the watch I gave you?"

"The style is too bad, just throw it away!"

Feng Xinglang replied casually.

"Lost it? Can you not cool my heart so much?"

Yan Bang's ferocious face was shrouded in a rare silence.

Feng Xinglang paused, turned his head and glanced at Yan Bang, thinking for a second or two.

"You let Baotou hold down Xia Yihua first, and after Xia Zhengyang and I have chatted almost, you let Baotou bring him out!"

He thought that Feng Xinglang turned back suddenly because he was ashamed of losing the watch he gave him, but he didn't think that Feng Xinglang only cared about his conversation with Xia Zhengyang.

Yan Bang nodded slightly, agreeing.

In front of the private room of Xuanyuan Hall, Xia Zhengyang had been waiting there early, and was looking forward to Yan Bang bringing his son Xia Yihua to the banquet.

"Mr. Yan...Mr. Yan...you are honored, Xia is really lucky."

Xia Zhengyang respectfully extended his hand, but Yan Bang didn't shake it.

"I figured it out: I, Yan Bang, rewarded Feng Xinglang's face, not yours!"

That's how Yan Bang acted recklessly. In most cases, you will only do things according to your own preferences.

"Haha, Mr. Xia also thanks Mr. Feng!"

Xia Zhengyang didn't feel hurt because of Yan Bang's lack of face. As long as he can fish out his own son Xia Yihua, let him do whatever he wants.

"Where's my dog, Xia Yihua?"

In fact, from the very beginning, Xia Zhengyang discovered that his son Xia Yihua was not behind Yan Bang and the others.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia, Yihua is my cousin, and Mr. Yan will keep him safe. I have asked Leopard to call! Let's go in and talk first."

Feng Xinglang walked into the private room first, leaving behind Xia Zhengyang who stood there anxiously and looked around.

After waiting for a while, Xia Zhengyang still couldn't see his son, so Xia Zhengyang had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in to the private room.

The private room is not big, but it is more than enough for three or four people to eat.

Yan Bang was sitting beside Feng Xinglang, staring at Feng Xinglang's side face from time to time.

"Mr. Yan, Quanzi Yihua is naughty. I'm worried that he's going wild everywhere. Let me pick him up."

Not seeing his son Xia Yihua, Xia Zhengyang felt uncomfortable all over.

"Sit down, it'll be here in a while! Could it be that you are more familiar with Yulong City than the Leopard Head? Besides, with the Leopard Head around, you can't get wild with a painting!"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of the tea poured by the waiter, and said in a low voice.

Xia Zhengyang sat down, but felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. From time to time, he glanced at the door of the private room.

Seeing Xia Zhengyang's state, Feng Xinglang pushed and kicked Yan Bang under the table, considering that the next topic could not be continued happily.

"What kind of tricks are you doing? Mr. Xia is not an outsider!"

Yan Bang actually looked manly when he laughed. Although the scars on his cheeks were ferocious, they also gave him a manly aura.

"..."

If it wasn't for Xia Zhengyang's presence, Feng Xinglang at that time really wanted to slap Yan Bang, an outspoken bitch, with a brick.

Seeing Feng Xinglang's face turned cold, Yan Bang immediately called Baotou to urge him.

Two minutes later, Leopard Head brought in the lively Xia Yihua.

"To draw!"

Xia Zhengyang almost rushed forward and hugged his son. He was over sixty years old, and he devoted all his heart and soul to loving this son.

But Xia Yihua was not so surprised and enthusiastic. He pushed away his father Xia Zhengyang's hug.

"Dad, what are you doing? I'm not a child anymore, you still hug me like this all the time, and you're not afraid of being laughed at by others!"

Xia Yihua muttered, obviously thinking that Xia Zhengyang's way of pampering made Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang laugh.

"It's reasonable to talk about paintings! He's a 17-year-old man, and it's not my 6-year-old Nuonuo. It's not appropriate to hug him around!"

Feng Xinglang's coaxing words were undoubtedly against Xia Yihua's arrogant temper.

Let alone 17 years old, even if his son Feng Linnuo is 27 or 37 years old, if he wants to hug him, he will still hug him! Don't care about the eyes of onlookers at all!

Enticed by Feng Xinglang's words, Xia Yihua pushed her father Xia Zhengyang further apart.

The king crab that is served on the dining table generally needs about 10 years to grow. It has a good taste, low fat, low calories, and is rich in protein and trace elements. The crab meat released from the crab shell does not need to add any seasoning, it is fresh and slightly sweet.

Feng Xinglang loves to eat, and often eats.

A steamed whole crab weighing more than 9 catties took up less than half of the dining table. Because it was inconvenient to make such a huge food at home, Feng Xinglang often came to Yulong City to eat it.

Feng Xinglang only ate crab legs.

"Mr. Yan, you eat first."

Although Xia Yihua is afraid of Yan Bang, but inexplicably admires Yan Bang. At the age of 17, at the age of rebellion, it is easy to regard a violent and vicious boss like Yan Bang as an idol.

Yan Bang started directly, but sent the torn crab legs to Feng Xinglang's dinner plate. The crab legs have opened mouths and can be eaten directly.

"Yi Hua, you're back with your own father, what's your plan?"

Feng Xinglang well changed the topic to Xia Yihua and his son.

"Go back to Los Angeles! Let my mother remarry! Then I will be someone else's son!"

Xia Yihua was obviously acting in a fit of anger, what he said could make his own father Xia Zhengyang beside him die of anger.

"Stinky boy, why are you talking nonsense? You are not afraid of being laughed at!"

Xia Zhengyang scolded angrily.

But Xia Yihua seemed to be on par with Xia Zhengyang.

Suddenly, he turned to Yan Bang, and said abruptly:

"Mr. Yan, shall I be your godson? I will honor you and collect your corpse in the future!"

"Ahem..."

Yan Bang didn't react too much, but Feng Xinglang, who had just sipped his red wine, choked.

Be Yan Bang's godson?

Do you really want to collect Yan Bang's body?

I just said that at the time, it was just a joke, but I didn't expect this brainless brat to take it seriously?

Did the child have a brain when he was born?

Not to mention, this point is indeed similar to that of Yan Bang!

"Brat, are you out of your mind? Talking nonsense!"

Xia Zhengyang was so irritated by his son's thoughtless words that he couldn't even catch his breath.

"Don't worry about my business!"

Xia Yihua said angrily.

For the past three days, Yan Bang's strong aura and domineering aura really made Xia Yihua feel envious and jealous.

To be a man should be like Yan Bang: an overlord with his own territory!

Such a man is enough for a man!

As a child who was spoiled and spoiled since childhood, and lacks discipline and restraint, it is not surprising that he has such a weird idea.