Chapter 1293 The Taste of the Brave

At this point in time, you should already know everything you need to know!

In fact, Feng Xinglang came here an hour or two late on purpose. The purpose was to let Yan Bang know the results of the paternity test first and save him a lot of saliva.

The large living room seems relatively empty. Yan Wushu's crying filled the empty living room to the brim.

The little guy was stripped naked and left on the cold quartz stone countertop, leaving him to cry.

The little thing was only four months old and still couldn't move or turn around very well. He could only wave his limbs in the air, struggling to find comfort.

But except for the motionless stupid father, there is no living thing around!

The little guy has been crying for more than four hours. His voice is hoarse and he continues to cry.

My whole body was sweating from crying so hard. It's like it was just fished out of the water.

Yan Wuyang... Yan Wuyang... It seems that this surname and this name are tailor-made for this child!

Healthy... means that no disease has occurred, and by extension means that although there has been adverse damage, there have been no adverse effects.

In other words, Yan Bang was already terminally ill. Feng Xinglang hoped that this child would be normal, healthy, and free from illness?

This name is really meaningful!

Well intentioned!

When Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Bang was still staring at Yan Wuyan, who was waving his hands and feet, and was rarely quiet.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang on the sofa, then walked straight towards the crying Xiao Wuyan.

"Godfather is here...be good and stop crying!"

Feng Xinglang took off his coat, hugged the naked little guy, and gently patted it soothingly.

Apart from mommy, the little guy is closest to Feng Xinglang.

After glancing at Feng Xinglang, the little guy still groaned in grievance. He seemed to blame him for coming so late.

Feng Xinglang gently tapped Xiao Wuyan's mouth with his fingertips. The little guy immediately stopped crying and began to slurp. He must be starving.

"Leopard head……"

Feng Xinglang shouted towards the door.

"Hey, here we come!" Leopard Head immediately responded.

"Go and ask the cook to make some refreshing milk stewed eggs. Tell the cook, it's for four-month-old babies!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

To be honest, Leopard Tou was quite relieved when he found out that Yan Wuyang was really Yan Bang's biological son. It was really heartbreaking to hear the child crying in the living room, but there was nothing the Leopard Head could do. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang is here!

The little guy was still humming, arching back and forth in Feng Xinglang's arms, seeming to be catching something like a pacifier with his mouth.

"Feng Xinglang, you are really well-intentioned!"

Finally, Yan Bang, who had been silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth.

"If you could be normal, you wouldn't need me to worry about this!"

Feng Xinglang hummed in response, lowered his head and gently rubbed the little guy's cheek with the tip of his nose.

Such rhetoric should be an admission of his crime of designing Yan Bang.

"You actually found a monster to be the mother of my child? Are you disgusting me?"

Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang, who was coaxing Xiao Wuhao, and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't speak ill of Wu Wu's mother in front of him!"

Feng Xinglang gently wiped Xiao Wuyan's sweaty little face with a tissue; the extremely hungry little guy turned his little head in the direction of Feng Xinglang's wipe, thinking it was a bottle.

It made Feng Xinglang smile gently.

"Be good, there will be food soon! The chef is cooking for you, Mr. Yan!"

"Yan Wushu... Haha," Yan Bang snorted coldly, "It turns out that you deliberately made me think that this little thing is your illegitimate child, and then naturally let me accept this child as my godson... Feng Xinglang, it is necessary to do this Is it a lot of trouble?"

"That's not because you are too stupid! You are as stubborn as a stone in a pit!"

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Yan Bang and said casually, "If I don't use some tricks, can you just submit?"

"Feng Xinglang, when you did this... did you consider my feelings?"

Yan Bang picked up the bottle at hand and took a swig of whiskey.

"I really haven't thought about it!"

Feng Xinglang carefully wiped away the sweat on Xiao Wuyan's face bit by bit, "I just want you to have an heir! A queen! To put it harshly, there is someone who will collect your body and cover you with sackcloth. Dai Xiao!"

"Then you can't just find a monster who is neither male nor female to be my child's mother!"

Yan Bang sneered, "Isn't this too hasty?"

"First of all, Nina is not as miserable as you think!"

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes to look at Yan Bang and said lightly, "Secondly, is it important to you who your biological mother is who is safe?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Yan Bang leaned back, "Feng Xinglang, you can reject me, but there is really no need to use a child to deliberately correct me!"

"It seems that you still have some self-awareness! You also know that you need to be corrected!"

Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang; and Yan Bang was also staring at him!

The moment our eyes met, it felt like the brave would win!

Yan Bang's eyes were firm.

So firm that no one else can question it!

Feng Xinglang didn't like Yan Bang's gaze!

Leopard Tou brought in the milk-stewed eggs that the chef had prepared quickly, "It has been cooled down with ice cubes. It doesn't feel hot to the touch."

"Put it down! Let the cook prepare lunch. I have something to discuss with your brother Bang!"

"Okay!"

It seems that Leopard Tou has also discovered that as long as Feng Xinglang is around, his master Yan Bang will be quiet and normal.

After testing the temperature of the stewed egg on his lips, Feng Xinglang fed it to Xiao Wuyan.

The starving little guy made a loud slurping noise. When there was no bottle to drink from, he could make do with a spoon.

"Slow down, slow down, godfather won't compete with you to eat!"

Feng Xinglang was very serious about feeding, as if he were a loving father.

Yan Bang watched quietly. He could feel that Feng Xinglang really loved this little thing.

This kind of feeding method is comparable to feeding his own son!

Feng Xinglang patiently fed the food slowly, spoon by spoon; while the little guy squirted and ate happily.

"Isn't it delicious? Let me tell you, the chef at your father's place has superb cooking skills and is the best in Shanghai! You will be a lucky boy from now on! If there is delicious food, remember to call your godfather and Nuo Brother Nuo, come together!"

Feng Xinglang moistened his eyebrows and chatted with the little guy while feeding him.

"By the way, there are also two beautiful little princesses from your uncle Bai Mo's family... You and your brother Nono can share one with each other!"

Feng Xinglang paints a bright blueprint for the future.

He wanted to tell Yan Bang in such a gentle way: The future is beautiful, as long as you are willing to open your arms to embrace it!