Chapter 895 I'm Afraid I Can't Do It Tonight

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The result of the paternity test made Hetun almost elated.

The appraisal report showed that Feng Lixin was not Feng Tuantuan's biological biological father.

It seems that just like what Xing Ba said, Feng Lixin couldn't even climb up Xiu, so how could he possibly be able to climb up Lan Youyou!

Then, here comes the conjecture that makes Hetun excited.

If Feng Lixin wasn't Feng Tuantuan's biological biological father, then who would the little girl's biological father be?

Could it be true what was rumored in Shencheng: Feng Tuantuan was actually Feng Xinglang's illegitimate daughter, who was adopted as a daughter to the inhumane elder brother Feng Lixin?

This possibility is quite reasonable!

Hetun was excited.

Suddenly, I felt that God was too kind to me: not only did I have a lively and lovely grandson, but now I also have a beautiful and lovely granddaughter!

With all the grandchildren, his life as a grandfather will be complete, isn't it?

Well, these are just Hetun's imagination!

He doesn't think about who his grandchild's mother is at all, as long as it's his own son's offspring, it's his Hetun's beloved grandson!

"Twelve, hurry up and get some oral swabs or hair with follicles from A-Lang. Remember, you must not hurt A-Lang! Go, go!"

Hetun's expression was ecstatic.

"..."

As soon as he heard that he was going to take something from Feng Xinglang, Xing Twelve felt bad.

It was easy for foster father Hetun to open his mouth, but how could it be so easy to get something from that prickly Feng Xinglang!

The key is not to hurt Feng Xinglang!

In other words: he, Xing Twelve, can only be beaten, but cannot fight back!

The aura of my son is so radiant!

"Father, I remember we have your son's blood sample."

Xing Twelve really didn't want to face Feng Xinglang, who was rebellious and obsessed with favor.

"Aren't they all still in Peterburg? Besides, just taking some fresh oral swabs or hair with follicles won't hurt Alan. And the paternity test is also good and accurate!"

Obviously, Hetun couldn't wait any longer.

"Okay foster father...then I'll go."

Xing Twelve could only bite the bullet and agree.

But he was thinking in his heart: It's over, this meeting will be entangled with that bastard Feng Xinglang again!

"Wait!"

Hetun stopped Xing Twelve who turned to leave.

Xing Twelve thought that his adoptive father had changed his mind temporarily, and was secretly happy; but Hetun's next words made him even more headache.

"Before the results of the paternity test come out, don't let Alan know our motives. Otherwise, that kid will blow his hair again!"

Seeing Xing Twelve's appearance when he went out, he was about to cry, and Xing Ba was glad that his task of staring at Lan Youyou was still a way out.

Because with Feng Xinglang's skill and vigilance, although Xing Twelve could get close to him, it was not easy for him to pluck his hair without his knowledge.

This Hetun wanted to go out, but it was the group of adoptive sons who were born and died behind him who suffered.

Of course, if it wasn't for Hetun's adoption, perhaps most of them would have died violently in the streets.

Especially between the eldest Xing and the second Xing, and Hetun, they were brothers and friends, father and son.

***

Xing Twelve was still young after all, he thought all the way, but he couldn't think of a good way to deal with Feng Xinglang.

And at that time, Feng Xinglang was still in GK Venture Capital, so it would be even more difficult for him to break in and pluck the hair of their chief executive.

What should I do?

How could he pluck hair from Feng Xinglang's body without Feng Xinglang's knowledge?

Until Xing Twelve sneaked into the underground parking lot, trying to find a ready-made hair from Feng Xinglang's Porsche, but saw Feng Xinglang walking out of the president's special elevator with Xiao Shiwu in his arms.

At this point in time, it should be home for dinner.

Xing Twelve noticed Xiao Shiwu's bandaged little hand.

Why did this little thing hurt himself again? But seeing the little guy moving freely, it should be just a skin trauma.

"Feng Xinglang, I want to remove this damn gauze! My son's palms are so itchy."

If this kind of skin trauma is changed in Fort Peter, let alone bandaged, it is estimated that it will not even be wiped with disinfectant.

"My dear son, hold on! My dear father will take it off for you before washing it for nothing tonight."

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheek, his eyes full of love.

This little thing is the continuation of his life, and Feng Xinglang is also a father who cherishes his son very much.

"My son, you don't want to wait any longer...can you take it off now?"

The little guy's cute and coquettish voice really made Xing Twelve uncomfortable.

The little Zhengtai who used to be full of hostility is now reduced to the point where she flirts with others?

Where is the little fifteen from before!

But this really inspired Xing Twelve, and he planned to use Xiao Shiwu to make a fuss, and pluck the hair from Feng Xinglang's head openly.

"fifteen?"

Xing Twelve called the little guy.

"Old Twelve?"

When he saw Xing Twelve, Lin Nuo, who had been aggrieved for a day and hadn't played wildly, lit up his eyes.

"How did you hurt your hand?"

Xing Twelve approached and asked.

"I accidentally dropped it myself."

The little guy answered hastily.

I was stabbed on the back of my hand by a little P child, and it is really embarrassing to say it.

And it's a little girl!

When Feng Xinglang saw Xing Twelve, he instantly became sad. I remember that the day before yesterday, he hung up his phone in the name of 'to help the tiger'.

"Fifteen, foster father misses you, let me pick you up."

Xing Twelve took a step closer.

With a distance of half a meter, Xing Twelve's movements were so fast that Feng Xinglang couldn't resist. But it couldn't keep him from noticing.

With Feng Xinglang's sensitivity and suspicion, he would definitely think too much about being plucked by Xing Twelve out of the blue.

Feng Xinglang directly gave Xing Twelve a cold look, and didn't even bother to talk to him.

No need to ask, his attitude has already shown very well: Want to take my son away from me, Feng Xinglang? Is there a door? You, Xing Twelve, really dare to think!

"Okay. I miss my adoptive father too."

Of course, kid Lin Nuo is happy. It's better than going back to Feng's house to face the crying crazies who suddenly pounce on him!

"You just have to think about me, my dear father!"

Feng Xinglang replied to his son abruptly, and put him in the Porsche.

"Feng Xinglang, can you respect the old and love the young? Grandpa wants to see his grandson, and grandson also wants to see his grandpa. Can't you show off your style and adult beauty?"

Xing Twelve suddenly discovered that when facing Feng Xinglang, his IQ improved quite quickly.

"Is he worthy of someone like Hetun?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "You are so filial, hurry up and give birth to seventeen or eight grandchildren for him to play with!"

"...Feng Xinglang, don't force me to do it!"

It's easy to do it.

Feng Xinglang straightened his body and smiled coldly, "Do it? Do you dare?"

"You forced me to do this!"

Xing Twelve immediately rushed towards Feng Xinglang.

At that time, Feng Xinglang focused all his attention on his son Feng Linnuo in his arms.

In the morning, because his father didn't take good care of him, the little thing had already been injured once, and he couldn't let his child be injured twice in one day.

Feng Xinglang tightly hugged his son in his arms to prevent Xing Twelve from snatching him; but Xing Twelve didn't want to drink.

Xing Twelve's white and slanted long finger swept across Feng Xinglang's back, and took advantage of the trend to lick Feng Xinglang's head.

"Xing Twelve, if you dare to hurt Nuonuo, I will kill you with one shot!"

Feng Xinglang took out a gun from under the seat of the driver's cab, and pointed it directly at Xing Twelve's forehead.

He is angry!

"Feng Xinglang, no more!"

The little guy immediately leaned over to cover the gun in his father Feng Xinglang's hand.

"Old Twelve, run away! If you piss off the bastard Feng Xinglang, he will really shoot! Run away!"

After succeeding, Xing Twelve, after hearing the little guy's kind reminder, turned around and fled the underground parking lot quickly.

Oh my god! Feng Xinglang is really not easy to mess with!

It was too difficult to pluck a few hairs from him!

Looking at the hair in the sterile bag, Xing Twelve was still a little complacent.

This difficult task was still handled wittily by him!

***

Yan Bang was not the last one to know that Lan Youyou had returned to Shanghai.

Those who came back together were Feng Lixin and his daughter.

And Yan Bang also knew that Lan Youyou left from Hetun in Qianshuiwan. Apart from Feng Lixin's father and daughter, Lin Xueluo's mother and son said to intercede with Hetun.

But without Feng Xinglang? !

This is the rhythm of the sister-in-law and sister-in-law rejoicing, smiling and obliterating their grievances!

Yan Bang's people have been following Lan Youyou to GK Venture Capital.

About an hour later, Lan Youyou was coaxed out by the security again.

According to the insider: Lan Youyou met Feng Xinglang in GK Venture Capital, and the two got close for a while before Lan Youyou was driven away.

But Yan Bang's people lost them after Lan Youyou left GK Venture Capital!

Was it taken away by the people in Hetun again?

To be honest, Yan Bang didn't want Lan Youyou to die in Hetun's hands.

Because Lan Youyou was stained with his Yanbang's blood, he must pay back the debt with blood.

Originally voluntarily left Hetun in Shencheng, but came back by himself... Yan Bang's mind became heavy again!

Perhaps he never thought that Hetun would be Feng Xinglang's biological father!

Feng Xinglang, who was tortured to death by Hetun, almost completely bruised, chose to forgive that bastard father in Hetun?

What about Yan Bang?

To forgive, or not to forgive?

Or be forced to forgive!

If I still want to continue my relationship with Feng Xinglang!

The call was to Bai Mo.

"Mo San, let's go to Feng's house for dinner tonight."

Bai Mo seemed a little unhappy.

Before taking the initiative to persuade Yan Bang to go to Feng's house for dinner, it was because Yuan Duoduo, the second idiot, was in Feng's house.

Now that Yuan Duoduo is available for him to play with in the White Mansion, he has no spare time to go to the Feng family for something to eat. You must know that all the chefs invited in the Bai Mansion are superb chefs.

"I'm afraid it won't work tonight! My old man is sick, and I have to stay with him."

Feeling that it is not kind to cross the river and tear down the bridge like this, Bai Mo added: "Bang brother, I advise you not to go too! The Feng family has been in a state of tension and bloody recently!"