Chapter 2209 Postscript 27

Feng Xinglang stopped working and spent the whole day accompanying Yan Wuyang to the zoo, amusement park and other places to play.

The little guy was not very interested and spent most of the time just snuggling in Feng Xinglang's arms.

At night, Feng Xinglang brought Yan Wushu back to Yulong City.

Following Feng Xinglang's instructions, Shao Yuanjun removed the photos of Yan Bang and Nina and rearranged all the furniture in the living room. It was transformed into a starry sky version of the children’s room.

Feng Xinglang called his wife and said that he would stay in Yulong City to spend the night with Yan Wuhuang.

Xueluo responded repeatedly and told her husband to stay with Yan Wuyi for a few more days.

Xueluo understood her husband's decision to send Xiao Wuyan back to Yulong City. She can understand her husband's helplessness. It's just that the problem in Hetun has not been resolved yet, and she is really worried that Xiao Wuyan will be in danger.

Originally she wanted to go to Hetun to negotiate. But my daughter, Wanwan, had been feeling uncomfortable due to a cold recently, so she delayed.

After thinking about it, she asked her eldest son Feng Linnuo to live in Repulse Bay to supervise his adoptive father's actions. Feng Linnuo, a child who does not need to attend cram school, is of course happy to complete the tasks assigned by his mother!

"It's okay, you need a looser and freer environment to grow."

On the children's bed, Feng Xinglang hugged Yan Wuyan in his arms after washing, "This is your home. From today on, you will live, study, and grow here. Da Shao and Chen Laosan will take care of you." !”

"Can't you live with your godfather now?" The little guy kept his mother's words in mind.

Feng Xinglang's heart ached: Yan Bang could risk life and death for him, but he couldn't even take care of his children!

"It's okay... My godfather can't keep you with me all the time! That's not conducive to your growth!" Feng Xinglang's voice was a little hoarse, and then he took a mobile phone box from the bedside, "There is a mobile phone here, and there are Your godfather’s phone number. If you want your godfather, you can make a video call to your godfather at any time! Your godfather will visit you every week...

...If your godfather accidentally forgets, you should call your godfather! "

Xiao Wuyan took the phone and nodded weakly. He could feel that it was hard for his godfather to take him to work every day.

"It's okay. I have hired experts to protect you... You will be safe if you live here!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and kissed Yan Wuyi's plump little face, "Wuyi, godfather is really sorry..."

"Daddy, don't be sad! You will live a good life here without any problems!"

Seeing Feng Xinglang so sad that he couldn't speak, the little guy comforted him in turn.

"I'm fine... I'm sorry! It's my godfather who is useless... My godfather really can't do such a evil thing as killing..."

Feng Xinglang choked up and finally couldn't say the word 'patricide'.

"But godfather promises you that he will ensure your safety at all costs!"

"Godfather, don't cry! Wu Ya will listen to you and live a good life!"

Yan Wuyang opened his arms and hugged Feng Xinglang, who was choking. And imitating an adult, she patted his back shoulder gently.

Overwhelmed by overwhelming grief, Feng Xinglang burst into tears in the arms of a six or seven-year-old child.

For Yan Bang, for Nina, and for himself!

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After putting Yan Wushu to sleep, Feng Xinglang got up.

He walked to the safe and took out the photos of Yan Bang and Nina. A long moment of silence.

About ten minutes later, he took out four or five bottles of Yanbang's collection of wine from the wine cabinet, including strong brandy and whiskey, Maotai-flavored collection version of Maotai, and some mild red wine, etc.

"Bang...Nina, let me toast you and your wife three glasses of wine first! Do it first as a token of respect!"

Feng Xinglang raised his glass, knocked it lightly on the photos of Yan Bang and Nina, and drank it all in one gulp.

After three glasses of strong liquor went down his throat, Feng Xinglang felt that his entire stomach was burning.

It is said that getting drunk can solve a thousand worries, but Feng Xinglang felt that he was getting more and more sober: Yan Bang was like a loyal dog, Nina was thoughtful for him and GK Ventures... all the past events, from his mind It jumped out and couldn't get rid of it.

"Both of you and your wife are the noble people in my life, Feng Xinglang... Without you, I wouldn't even own my life! Let alone my mother's career!"

"I, Feng Xinglang, am sorry for you and your wife! I know who the murderer is who killed you and your wife... but I don't have the ability or courage to avenge you!"

"Bang... I really don't deserve to be your brother! It's not worth what you have to do for me! If there is an afterlife, you must stay away from me!"

After three cups and three cups, Feng Xinglang felt that his consciousness began to drift. This feeling is not bad, at least I can temporarily forget the depression and sorrow in my heart.

It's this chest, or to be precise, it should be the stomach... It seems like there is a fire running up and down, almost burning his entire stomach.

In order to suppress the burning feeling in his stomach, Feng Xinglang picked up a bottle of whiskey at hand and drank it straight to the mouth of the bottle.

Feng Xinglang didn't know how much or what he drank, but he felt like he was about to take off. But the heat surging in his stomach really made him feel uncomfortable. For more than ten days, Feng Xinglang couldn't eat or sleep well, but he had been working hard to deal with the funeral affairs of Yan Bang and his wife, as well as the raising of Xiao Wuyan. Coupled with these strong drinks and sad feelings, Feng Xinglang's body was obviously severely overdrawn.

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A sharp stabbing pain hit his stomach, and with a loud "clang", the wine bottle in Feng Xinglang's hand fell on the marble coffee table, waking Yan Wuyan from his dream.

Looking for the sound, the little guy got up and walked towards the living room, only to find his godfather Feng Xinglang lying on his side on the carpet.

"Godfather...godfather...what's wrong with you?" Xiao Wuyan called to Feng Xinglang while shaking his body.

Suddenly, he saw red blood overflowing from his godfather's mouth... He touched it with his little finger, and it was really blood!

"Someone is coming... Someone is coming quickly! My godfather fell and was injured!"

Yan Wuyang immediately ran to the smart door and slapped it hard with his small hands.

The first one to come in was Chen Laosan. He is now responsible for the security work of the entire Yulong City.

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang, who suffered from stomach bleeding after drinking, was sent to the emergency room of the hospital.

After Feng Xinglang entered the emergency room, Chong San immediately called Cong Gang.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is hospitalized for stomach bleeding."

"Stomach bleeding?" Cong Gang's voice trembled. It seems that he can feel his tension and distress.

"Yes. There is no gastric perforation, so it shouldn't be serious."

Zhong San just downplayed it, but Cong Gang's knuckles on the other side of the phone were so tight that they turned white.

"Let Basong find a way to notify Hetun and Lin Xueluo!" Cong Gang's breath was rapid. But calm.

"good!"

Considering some factors, Cong Gang added: "Inform Lin Xueluo first, and then inform Hetun."

"yes."

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Twenty minutes later, Xueluo rushed to the hospital. Also accompanying them were Xing Shishi and Feng Lixin.

"What happened to Xinglang? How could he have stomach bleeding? How could this happen?" In front of the emergency room, Xueluo was about to cry. "Mrs. Feng, please calm down first. When I went in, I saw Mr. Feng pouring himself a drink in front of the photos of Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan... It must be stomach bleeding caused by drinking!" Chong San glanced at Lin Xue. Xing Shishi fell behind, his face was calm and calm

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"Why don't you stop him? Xinglang's stomach has always been bad...and he has worked too much on Yan Bang and Sister Nina these days..." As he spoke, Xueluo shed tears of distress.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Feng... We didn't expect that Mr. Feng would get up to drink in the middle of the night."

When Chong San answered, Hetun and their adopted son happened to rush over. Xing Twelve saw him; he also saw Xing Twelve. For a moment, it seemed that there was a bit of a gunpowder smell in the road between enemies.

"Xueluo, what's going on? How could you let A Lang go to Yulong City to drink in the middle of the night until his stomach bleeds?"

A headstrong person like He Tun is used to blaming others when problems arise. Because he felt sorry for his son's health, he sharply reprimanded his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo.

At that time, Lin Xueluo was feeling distressed, anxious, and angry all at once. When Hetun scolded her like this, she immediately became furious.

"Dad, does your conscience really not hurt when you say these words? Don't you know why your son drank in Yulong City in the middle of the night to get drunk?! Hetun, is it really okay for you to be so domineering and cruel?"

"Xueluo... Xueluo... please stop saying a few words." Feng Lixin came forward to persuade, but was pushed aside by Xueluo.

At this moment, Xueluo was really angry to the extreme. She has never seen an evil old man as arbitrary and independent as Hetun!

"Xueluo, why are you talking to dad? You are Alang's wife, so you have to take good care of his food and daily life!" Facing his daughter-in-law, who was almost out of control, Hetun softened his voice.

"Dad, you know what you have done! If you continue to be so cruel, sooner or later you will kill your own son!" Xueluo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Feng Xinglang is your biological son in Hetun. Ah, you debased him, mutilated him, set him on fire, broke his legs, and mummified him... Just because you are Xinglang's biological father, he chose to forgive.

All your crimes! But now, you still refuse to let him go! ! ! "The more Xueluo talked, the angrier he became, and the angrier he got, the more he spoke unscrupulously, "Hetun, tell me, Feng Xinglang suffered from gastric bleeding this time, and there is a possibility of gastric perforation next time! Your son won't let go until you commit suicide, right? From now on, you and Xinglang will still

With our three children, I will never forgive you in this life! I will never have anything to do with you! "

"Anyway, your son's surname is not Xing from Hetun! People like you are suitable to die alone!"

Xueluo, who was out of control, used foul language to Hetun for the first time. Feng Xinglang in the emergency room heard his wife's curses, but he smiled lightly!