Chapter 1118 President Feng, I'm Pregnant

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When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

The morning of the Feng family is fresh and fragrant, full of vigor and vitality;

The flowers, plants, trees and trees in the courtyard were all pruned by Housekeeper Mo to look like a piece of brocade and lush!

Butler Mo has always felt that a vibrant living environment will objectively cultivate people's sentiments and make people more positive.

But this morning is not quiet, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the whispering of children.

It was Xueluo who asked Nuonuo and Tuantuan to stay at home today and not have to go to school.

The two little fellows extremely agreed with Xueluo's decision.

Xueluo knew that she couldn't stop men from looking for Yan Bang's whereabouts; she thought of letting the two children stay by her husband Feng Xinglang's side, no matter if they were arguing or not, at least they could divert some men's attention.

"Nonuo, you and sister Tuantuan's task today is to take good care of your own father, do you understand?"

Before Xueluo left, she went downstairs to prepare breakfast for her husband and children, and only then did she tell the family members.

"My son can take care of my father alone! Mommy should take Tuantuan downstairs."

Kid Lin Nuo has been listlessly unable to cheer up. In addition, Feng Tuantuan has always been very clingy, and the little things are all kinds of annoying.

"Tuantuan will be obedient. Don't bother uncle's sleep, and don't pester brother Nuonuo."

The little cutie is very self-aware and eager to guarantee.

In fact, Xueluo really hopes that Tuantuan at this moment can be a little more clingy and willful. Make good use of her role as a caring little padded jacket. Comfort her husband Feng Xinglang's sad and guilty heart with affection.

"Tuantuan, are your little feet cold? It's better to climb up the yurt quickly. If your uncle wakes up in a while, remember to talk to him more. Tuantuan's voice is so sweet, your uncle must love to hear it."

"Well! When uncle wakes up, Tuantuan will sing nursery rhymes to uncle. Uncle said that the nursery rhymes sung by Tuantuan are really nice."

The little cutie said obediently. That watery, waxy and cute little appearance is really lovable.

"Then aunt, please leave Tuantuan and my own son."

Xueluo also carried her son who had been depressed all this time to the bed, and kissed him lightly: "Mommy is going to make some delicious food for you, just wait obediently."

Yan Bang's death will be an indelible pain for both father and son.

Perhaps his son will forget about it in the near future, but her husband, Feng Xinglang, should be engraved in his heart for a long time...

That is his brother who loves him like a brother, who has been through life and death together many times, and is a rare confidant in life!

It wasn't until Xueluo went downstairs that Feng Xinglang slowly opened his eyes.

He should have heard Xueluo's conversation with the two children just now, but he just didn't want to wake up.

"Uncle, are you awake? Do you feel better? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Before Feng Xinglang had time to remember what he was mourning, he was brought back to reality by his niece Feng Tuantuan's continuous questioning.

Lin Nuo just watched quietly.

He felt sorry for his injured father, and felt guilty for not taking good care of Da Bangbang.

Seeing Feng Tuantuan's childish and innocent face, Feng Xinglang smiled slightly, "Why is Tuantuan so thin? Could it be that uncle is not at home and didn't eat properly?"

"Tuantuan eats well! It's just that Tuantuan really misses his uncle and brother Nuonuo, so he lost weight."

Little cutie's ability to behave well is almost innate.

Feng Xinglang reached out his hand and rubbed it against the cute little face, "Uncle also wants Tuantuan very much."

"Father, what's wrong with you? My son will help you call Dr. Jin."

Little friend Lin Nuo held Feng Xinglang's other hand, looking sullen.

"No... my dad is fine! Come on, let my dad hug me."

Feng Xinglang originally wanted to support his upper body, but when he stretched his abdomen, his whole body became limp from the pain.

"Dad, lie down and don't move, let my son come and hug you!"

The little guy quickly snuggled his little head over, and wrapped his hands around his father's neck, like a little koala who was injured.

"Tuantuan wants to hug uncle too!"

The cutie squeezed over like a model, curled up in Feng Xinglang's arms like a gentle and obedient cat.

*****

With a 'creak' sound, a flamboyant Maserati stopped outside the courtyard of Feng's villa.

Bai Mo faced the bright and warm morning sun, but had a handsome face that was cold and cold.

"Feng Xinglang... Feng Xinglang... Come out for me!"

Before Butler Mo had time to come forward to greet him, Bai Mo barged in by himself, yelling loudly.

Xueluo hurriedly came out of the kitchen, "Bai Mo, it's so early? What's the matter?"

"Where's Feng Xinglang? I want to see him!"

Bai Mo kept snorting heavily, looking as if he had come to Xingshi to ask a crime.

"Brother Lang is still asleep. What can you do with him?"

Xueluo felt that Bai Mo this morning was full of bad breath from the visitor.

"Heh, still asleep? He is quite at ease!"

Bai Mo snorted and sneered, then walked up the stairs briskly.

Smelling the strong smell of gunpowder in Bai Mo's words, Xueluo quickly followed upstairs.

In the master bedroom on the third floor, Feng Xinglang was hugging two children on one left and one on the right, squinting his eyes slightly, listening to Tuantuan's childish nursery rhymes.

With a sound of 'bang bang', Bai Mo kicked open the bedroom door; the two children were frightened to varying degrees.

"Feng Xinglang, you are quite at ease!"

Bai Mo sneered coldly, "Bang Ge was buried in the sea, how could you still sleep so peacefully?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Bai Mo, and said lightly, "Then what do you think of me? Die for Yan Bang?"

"you……!"

Bai Mo was suffocated by Feng Xinglang's lukewarm words, and breathed heavily from his nostrils.

"Feng Xinglang, is that what the hell you said? I'll ask you: Did your family leave the seriously injured Brother Bang alone on the cruise ship, and let him be blown to pieces by the ship?! "

Feng Xinglang stared at Bai Mo who was so angry that his hair exploded, and a word came out of his teeth coldly: "Yes."

"Feng Xinglang! You are a fucking bastard!"

Bai Mo roared like thunder, "How did Brother Bang treat you? How the hell are you so ungrateful? Are you still human?"

"Bai Mo... stop scolding... it's not what you think!"

Xueluo wept slightly and wanted to stop Bai Mo from insulting her husband.

"Let him scold!"

Feng Xinglang was still deserted.

"Feng Xinglang, I misjudged you! I, Bai Mo, was blind! Brother Bang is more important to you than his own life... For you, he never hesitated to die! As long as Feng Xinglang is in trouble, Bang Brother is always the first one..."

As he said that, Bai Mo choked up, "Look at your family again, everyone is so selfish! Your family's life is life, and my brother Bang's life is not life!"

"Bai Mo... Please stop talking! It was really not what you thought at the time..."

Xueluo cried aloud, "We are also very sad that Yan Bang died."

"He has already admitted it himself! What else do you have to say?!"

Bai Mo yelled hysterically: "Your family is all selfish! You only think about yourself! Feng Xinglang, let's stop the friendship between us brothers!"

After leaving this extremely chilling sentence, Bai Mo turned around angrily and left.

"Bai Mo... Bai Mo..."

Xueluo chased him out. She really couldn't bear to see her husband lose another brother after losing one brother.

Feng Xinglang was still lying flat on the bed, staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling motionless: No matter how crystal clear it is, it won't be pure now!

"Dad, I'm sorry...it's all my son's fault...my son failed to take good care of Da Bangbang..."

The little guy kept holding back the tears that were rolling in his eyes.

If the white-haired grandmother vomited blood and died by herself, it was just an accident; the little guy felt that he should bear the main responsibility for Da Bangbang's death.

Just as Dabaibai scolded: It was because he was selfish and didn't take good care of the injured Da Bangbang.

"Nonuo, it's not your fault. You've tried your best..."

Feng Xinglang comforted his sad son in a gentle voice.

"My son didn't try his best! My son should insist on staying with Da Bangbang! Then the adoptive father won't leave Da Bangbang alone!"

The little guy finally couldn't stop the sadness and self-blame in his heart, lost and cried bitterly.

"Nuo Nuo, good son, don't do this! Da Bangbang's death is not your fault, it's your father's fault..."

Feng Xinglang wanted to comfort his crying son, but he didn't know where to start.

Whose fault is it?

Fang Ruhai, the instigator?

If he hadn't injured Yan Bang, Yan Bang wouldn't be handicapped and be abandoned on the cruise ship waiting to die;

But why did Fang Ruhai rob him and Yan Bang?

It should be because of his son's beating and his wife's death...

Who beat his son? Why did his woman die?

There is a cause and an effect!

"Brother Nuonuo stopped crying...you want to cry even if you cry."

The whole process of sealing Tuantuan was in a daze, until Lin Nuo burst into tears, and she choked up with grief.

"Nuo Nuo, don't cry. Come with my father and find Da Bangbang back! My father believes that Da Bangbang is not dead... He is so strong and burly, he must not die so easily!"

Feng Xinglang decided to give hope to his son, and it was also a thought for himself.

The little guy nodded seriously, "My son also believes that Da Bangbang is still alive! Let's go find him together!"

*****

a month later.

Yan Bang's chances of surviving are getting slimmer and slimmer.

But the search for Yan Bang's whereabouts is still going on non-stop.

Time is the best medicine, and Lin Nuo's self-blame gradually faded away, and he was sent to kindergarten by Mommy Xueluo.

Coupled with Feng Tuantuan, who is a good torturer, the little guy also slowly accepted the cruel fact that Da Bangbang is dead.

But sometimes, time may not be a good medicine for an adult.

In the huge office, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Feng Xinglang sat lazily in the executive chair, staring at a photo that was crumpled and a little fuzzy for a long time.

The three men have their own signature forms: either aloof and mighty, or calm and vigorous, or arrogant and narcissistic!

"President Feng, I'm pregnant..."