Chapter 1210 I Can't Give Birth

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Seal the house.

At this time, Feng Tuantuan was already somewhat resistant to being interrogated.

She hugged her little ears with both hands, squatted in the corner of the living room, and let Feng Lixin and little friend Lin Nuo ask questions, but she just shook her head vigorously.

The little thing doesn't understand: I have said what I should say, and I have answered it so many times, why are they asking non-stop!

"Xinglang, Tuantuan seems to be somewhat resistant..."

Xueluo stepped forward to meet her, and stopped her husband, Feng Xinglang, who was walking towards Feng Tuantuan.

"I saw."

Feng Xinglang slowed down his pace. Judging from the state of Tuantuan shaking his head, if he continued to ask questions at this time, he would not be able to ask anything.

"Tuantuan doesn't know anything anymore! Tuantuan doesn't want to say anything anymore!"

The anxiety and panic in my heart were aroused, and Feng Tuantuan rejected anyone's interrogation.

"Since Tuantuan doesn't want to say anything, then uncle won't ask anything! Be good, come to uncle and let him hug you."

Feng Xinglang stretched out one of his arms, intending to comfort the overly frightened Feng Tuantuan, but he didn't expect the little thing to slip through his arms all of a sudden, and then pattered upstairs.

With a "bang", the little thing locked himself into the princess room.

The coercive interrogation by everyone in turn seemed to evoke the panic memories hidden in Xiaoxiong's heart, and he became anxious and resistant. Being taken away from Feng's house by Xing San for a month, it seems that a certain hidden danger has been buried in Xiaodong's heart.

But judging from Feng Lixin's description and his son's recollection, the envelope and photo were indeed real.

Feng Xinglang also believed that Feng Tuantuan would not admit Yan Bang's mistake!

It's been a week, and the photos thrown into the trash can will definitely not be found.

However, the monitoring that will only be covered for a month in the kindergarten can still be queried.

Feng Xinglang took his son Nuonuo and Basong with him to the kindergarten.

According to the time provided by the little guy, the surveillance video of the day was quickly called up.

The surveillance video clearly showed that: when school was about to leave, Tuantuan did take out an envelope from her schoolbag; she probably wanted to hand it to the teacher, but she opened the envelope herself, and pulled out the envelope from the envelope. a photo……

But because of the monitoring angle, the photo was just covered by Tuantuan's small head; after zooming in and slowing down, only the edge of the photo could be seen; it was not sure who the person in the photo was. Then the little guy threw it into the trash can.

Perhaps the only valuable information is: the photo is real, and so is Tuan Tuan's horror!

So here comes the question: Who put Yan Bang's photo in Tuantuan's schoolbag? What is his purpose?

Feng Xinglang is still not sure yet: Yan Bang in the photo is Yan Bang before the accident? Or Yan Bang after the accident?

If it was Yan Bang after the accident...

Feng Xinglang became a little excited!

Could it be that the dog is really lucky and still alive?

But what if it was Yan Bang before the accident?

Feng Xinglang calmed down: If it was Yan Bang before the accident, then what's the point of sending this photo to niece Tuantuan? Just to scare the little things?

There shouldn't be such a boring person!

If the person who sent the photo had a purpose, what was his purpose?

"Father, is Da Bangbang really still alive?"

Kid Lin Nuo was also very excited. If Da Bangbang is really alive, it would be an exciting and beautiful thing.

Feng Xinglang let out a sigh of relief, and hugged his son in his arms.

"Nonuo, tell my father, do you really want Da Bangbang to come back to life?"

I can't hear the deep meaning of Feng Xinglang's question, but I always feel that he seems to have a sense of depth, which makes people a little puzzled.

"Hmm! I really want to!" The little guy replied cheerfully.

Feng Xinglang smiled lightly from the corners of his lips, "Why do you miss it so much? Tell my father about it: What's so good about Da Bangbang that it makes my son miss him so much?"

"I think Da Bangbang is awesome...and he listens to my father! It's great to have such an obedient friend like him!"

The little guy's evaluation of Yan Bang is still very positive. It seems that his requirements for Yan Bang are not very high.

"You also think it's good that your father has such an obedient friend as Yan Bang?"

Feng Xinglang evoked a meaningful smile, as if he recognized his son's words.

"Well! Da Bangbang listens to my father very much, and treats me well! Although his Yulong City is not as big as his stepfather's Peterburg, there are many fun and delicious things!"

It seems that the little thing still likes Yan Bang. At least not annoying. But it seems that Yanbang's Royal Dragon City is more preferred.

"What about the big caterpillar? Isn't it annoying?"

Feng Xinglang asked a little abruptly. It seems that there is something wrong with that photo and Yan Bang's death.

"The big caterpillar is still very powerful! But he..."

"What's up with him?"

"It's just not fun!"

"..."

It would be strange if Cong Gang could have fun.

Feng Xinglang wanted to ask his son something, but he hesitated to speak.

"Let's go home! We must first find a way to find out from Tuantuan whether Yan Bang is dead or alive!"

"It's alive! Tuantuan said that Da Bangbang in the photo has his eyes open."

"Then make sure, this photo with eyes open is Yan Bang after the accident!"

What my father said seemed to wake up the excited little Lin Nuo. It seems that I just remembered: Da Bangbang in the photo may also be Da Bangbang before he was killed by the bomb!

"Father, how can we be sure? The slug is so stupid, she will only answer the same thing when asked."

The little guy felt more and more: his father's brain is still quite smart. He will think of problems that he didn't think of.

"My dear father naturally has his own way!"

Feng Xinglang sat the little thing on his shoulder, "But you have to cooperate with your father!"

"Be sure to cooperate! Tell me, what does my father need my son for?"

"First of all, you have to appease sister Tuantuan! Let her calm down first. Think of a way for yourself!"

"..." Think to yourself? The little guy couldn't help being dumbfounded.

After sending Nuonuo back to Feng's house, Feng Xinglang didn't stay, nor did he go upstairs to question Tuantuan about Yan Bang; instead, he drove away from Feng's house and rushed to Yulong City.

...

It wasn't until Xia Yishu's phone call that Xueluo had no choice but to leave for Xia's house to attend uncle Xia Zhengyang's birthday party.

Xueluo did not call her husband, Feng Xinglang. She knew that Feng Xinglang was busy with taking photos, so it was impossible for him to have time to go to a banquet with her.

Even his son, Lin Nuo, was too busy trying to appease the unhappy Tuantuan, and had no time to go to his uncle's and grandpa's house for dinner with her mother.

Xueluo had no choice but to go alone.

Without Feng Xinglang's company, knowing that his uncle Xia Zhengyang might be lost, Xueluo still bit the bullet and came alone.

"Xueluo is here... Hey, where is Xinglang? Why didn't he come?"

Aunt Wen Meijuan immediately got up to greet her, but when Feng Xinglang was not seen behind Xueluo, the disappointment on her face was obvious.

"Xinglang has important things to deal with."

Before the news of Yan Bang's survival was confirmed, it was inconvenient for Xueluo to say anything to Wen Meijuan.

"Yes yes yes, for CEO Feng who manages a lot of things every day, time is money! Nothing is more important than your uncle's birthday! Your uncle doesn't even look after his own face, so you can impress the God of Wealth!"

This is pantothenic acid mean.

But Xueluo couldn't explain more. He can only lower his head like a child who has done something wrong.

"My uncle is already very happy that Xueluo can come!"

Xia Zhengyang hugged Xueluo lovingly, and whispered in a low voice, "Xueluo, don't listen to your aunt! She can't wait to marry all three of her own daughters to Feng Xinglang!"

Xia Zhengyang's blunt and witty words made Xueluo laugh out loud.

"Sister Xueluo, are you here? Come in and sit down, don't listen to my mother."

Xia Yishu trotted forward and held Xueluo's hand; she was dressed in a casual white dress with gray spots, clean and simple.

I thought it was just a simple family dinner, but I didn't expect that Xia Zhengyang also invited some CEOs of the cooperative company.

"Mrs. Feng..."

As soon as the boss came up to greet Xueluo politely, Xia Yishu quickly pulled her behind him.

"Mr. Mao, my sister Xueluo is not a businessman. Besides, Mr. Feng loves her so much that even my sister Xueluo's little hands are reluctant to be touched by other men! If you are jealous, it is a ruin .”

Knowing that Xueluo didn't like socializing with businessmen, Xia Yishu immediately helped her out.

"Yi Shu, thank you." Xueluo said gratefully.

"Thank you! I hate these mercenary old men the most!"

Xia Yishu directly dragged Xueluo towards the upstairs room.

Although she has lived in Xia's house for almost twenty years, Xueluo rarely came into Xia Yishu's room. She has always protected her personal private space quite well.

The smoke-gray layout doesn't quite look like a girl's bedroom.

"Sister Xueluo, your majestic Mrs. President, why are you so humble to Nina?"

Xia Yishu brought the dessert tray upstairs to Xueluo, and ate a piece of it himself.

It seems like a good girlfriend who talks about everything.

"Get used to it! Maybe I am the character of this doormat... In fact, I don't think I am humble!"

Xueluo's words actually had a lot of connotations.

If you want to say that the character of this doormat is not 'attributed' to the training of the Xia family?

Xia Yishu pretended not to understand anything, "But now you are the wife of the president, you should feel proud."

Xueluo just smiled, but didn't pick up the topic; instead, he asked, "By the way, Yishu, why didn't I see Yihua today?"

With such a small intention, Xueluo instantly took the initiative to ask questions.

"Don't mention that prodigal thing! I lost more than 30 million yuan from Zhengyang Group in one quarter, but my dad actually defended his shortcomings without even swearing at him! What else can I say? Let him practice. Hehe..."

Xia Yishu's sneer gave Xueluo an inexplicable chill.

"Sister Xueluo, why don't you have a second child? Feng Xinglang is a financial tycoon in Shencheng, and ten or eight births are not too many."

Xueluo was slightly taken aback, and smiled faintly: "It's because I can't give birth!"