Chapter 982 Who Is More Ruthless?

But Yan Bang did not deeply understand Feng Xinglang's good intentions.

He would only think that Feng Xinglang confined him in the detention center so that he could do sneaky things with Cong Gang or his biological father Hetun!

In Yan Bang's opinion, there must be some unknown collusion between Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang secretly.

The Chinese herbal patch applied to the injured leg is enough to illustrate this point!

It is simply impossible to do what Feng Xinglang said: it was applied without his knowledge!

Is it possible to apply a medicine and knock the person unconscious before applying it?

But after receiving a message from Captain Jian that Feng Xinglang would come to the detention center tonight, Yan Bang became quiet.

He needed to hear Feng Xinglang explain it to him personally!

At around six o'clock in the evening, before rushing back to Feng's house, Feng Xinglang asked Xiao Hu to take a long trip to the detention center.

Feng Xinglang did not get out of the car and go directly to chat with Yan Bang. Instead, he asked Xiao Hu to hand a mobile phone to Captain Jian and asked him to pass it on to Yan Bang.

Yan Bang's anger was obvious when he waited for a long time for a mobile phone that looked like a brick.

Just when he was about to smash his phone and get up to force his way out, the phone he raised started to ring.

Yan Bang glanced at it and accepted it.

It seems that he has never been able to get angry with Feng Xinglang!

"Captain Jian said, are you tired again? It's hot, be careful, don't set yourself on fire!"

Feng Xinglang's leisurely teasing voice came from the phone.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang was no less irritable than Yan Bang, but he was used to calmly adjusting himself.

"It's really a bit boring! It's so boring that I want to kill people!"

Yan Bang lowered his voice and said, "Feng Xinglang, you refuse to let me get out. Am I hindering your wandering?"

"I also want to have sex..."

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "It's a pity that I have more ambition than strength! My legs are still intact!"

"If you want to make waves, even if all three legs are disabled, you can still splash with waves!"

Yan Bang reminded Feng Xinglang sternly, "Feng Xinglang, I want to go out, you can't stop me!"

"Yan Bang, in just a few days, can you calm down? I worked hard to get you back from the provincial office, and I even found a scapegoat for you. The purpose is to let you escape unscathed! You also Can you give Bureau Chen some steps to step down? My dear CEO, Mr. Yan?"

Feng Xinglang analyzed the pros and cons of the problem with Yan Bang in a cold voice.

"Why is it so difficult for you?"

Yan Bang raised his voice, "When did I become your Feng Xinglang's CEO? Otherwise, would you like me to make unspoken rules?"

"Okay, I won't fight with you anymore! I will get you out in a week at the latest! During this week, you stay in there for me, do you hear me!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was sharp, with a slight breath of anger.

"A week? Then I can't hold back my madness?"

"Then what do you want? Find a few women to go in and serve you?!"

"You must come in and stay with me for an hour every day! Just one hour, it won't affect your normal life!"

Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang started bargaining.

"Fuck you! Do you think I have nothing to do every day? You love to stay around! If you dare to run out without making any decisions, I guarantee you will be sentenced to three to five years in prison!"

Feng Xinglang was threatening, but he was not alarmist.

Since ancient times, no matter how big a bandit is, fighting with officials will only lead to death.

"Wouldn't that mean I won't be able to see you anymore? It would be too much of a loss..."

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was really angry, Yan Bang's arrogance also dimmed a lot.

Then he hummed again, "I haven't had dinner yet... When you are free, bring me some midnight snacks!"

"Yeah! I'll ask the chef at Yulongcheng to prepare some midnight snacks for you."

Yan Bang's compromise made Feng Xinglang's tone soften a lot.

"You can't even deliver a late-night snack in person? What's the point of talking about brothers who are like brothers!"

Yan Bang snorted coldly. How boring it would be to have the cook deliver it.

He might as well be eating prison food in a detention center!

"I still have one leg left! Can you have some fucking humanity?"

Feng Xinglang cursed harshly.

"It's as if no one has had a broken leg or broken arm!"

Yan Bang sneered coldly, "Do you want to give me away? At worst, I will end up in jail with 'Jian Hanzi'!"

"up to you!"

Feng Xinglang then cut off the phone call. He was really too lazy to keep arguing with Yan Bang endlessly.

"How willful!"

Yan Bang, who hung up the phone abruptly, frowned and said, "Who dotes on this?!"

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Of course Feng Xinglang would not deliver late night snacks to Yan Bang.

Not to mention that he still had one leg missing, the old, young, women and children in this family were still waiting for him to come home for dinner.

Of course, letting Yan Bang eat in prison with Captain Jian seemed to be too much for him.

Then, Feng Xinglang thought of another person!

Someone who could promote their brotherly love!

The call was to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo was about to rush back to Bai Mansion from Yezhuang to have dinner with the old man, Yuan Xiaoqiang, mother and son.

"Mo San'er, prepare some good dishes and send them to Captain Jian to eat with your Brother Bang!"

"Is Brother Bang still in the detention center? Didn't he hire a new lawyer? Doesn't he want to stay in the detention center to experience life?"

Bai Mo's thinking is always so beyond the imagination of normal people.

"I guess so!"

Feng Xinglang said loudly, "Actually, it's a good idea to let your brother Bang stay in the detention center to experience life! At least it can dampen his spirit and prevent him from always being so arrogant and arrogant!"

"Okay! Then I'll go back and have dinner with my old man first! Just let the servants prepare it!"

Bai Mo deserves to be relieved. Under normal circumstances, he would carry out the orders of his second brother Feng Xinglang unconditionally.

"Yeah." Feng Xinglang hummed in response, and then asked purposefully, "By the way, your old man's illness should be cured, right?"

"The doctor said it was a 'return of the light'... I'm worried that his old man will be careless..."

Bai Mo was filled with melancholy and despair.

"Don't worry, as soon as you marry Yuan Duoduo, his 'reflection' will immediately become 'spring breeze'! Remember to go to the bureau to deliver food to your brother Bang. The second brother has one leg, so he won't accompany you. You guys!"

Why can the old man be so happy as soon as he marries Yuan Duoduo?

Bai Mo held the phone that had been hung up and began to think thoughtfully: There seems to be a big difference between this 'returning to the light' and 'a face full of spring breeze'!

Not to mention, what Feng Laoer said is really like this: The old man is really having a good time these days! I can actually get up in the morning and practice a set of Tai Chi! He can now drink the health-preserving medicinal foods he hates the most without frowning...

Could all of this really be related to him marrying Yuan Xiaoqiang?

Then Bai Mo became confused again: Is my old man stupid? Doesn't he know that the child in Yuan Xiaoqiang's belly has nothing to do with his biological grandson?

Or is it that the old man is so hungry that he can treat anyone he catches as his great-grandson?

Is it the old man who is causing trouble?

Or is Yuan Xiaoqiang up to something?

Why does Bai Mo feel as if someone has dug a hole and buried him...

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Feng Tuantuan was particularly quiet at the dinner table tonight.

She sits on a child's chair and picks up the rice in her bowl. When someone brings her food, she will say thank you sweetly.

Perhaps subconsciously, she would panic: If her biological father and mother do not come back, and her uncle and aunt despise her, then she will really become a poor homeless child!

Xueluo put two florets of broccoli into her son Lin Nuo's small bowl; the little boy's disgusted little eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"Tuan Tuan, let me eat this green vegetable for you! It will make you beautiful after eating it!"

The soldiers came to block it, the water came to cover it up, and the two broccoli delivered by the falling snow were immediately transferred into the small bowls sealed by Lin Nuo.

"Thank you, Brother Nono!"

The melon-eating people who didn’t know the truth were extremely grateful.

"You're welcome! You have to eat it obediently!"

Under the supervision of child Lin Nuo, Feng Tuantuan obediently ate the two broccoli.

Her son's cleverness caught Xueluo's eye, and she put two more broccoli flowers into the little guy's bowl.

"We've finished eating the bunches of broccoli, these two are yours!"

"Mommy... my son doesn't like eating this green stuff!"

"Mommy doesn't like her own son who doesn't eat vegetables!"

Under Xueluo's coercion, the little thing could only chew three times in one bite, and ate the two broccoli with great difficulty.

When she was little, Xueluo would go to great lengths to put vegetables in rice cereal and feed it to the little one; but her doting and good intentions directly led to the little thing now openly refusing to eat vegetables.

The child is already six years old, is it possible that we still have to use various tricks to coax him to eat vegetables?

So sometimes, ‘edutainment through entertainment’ also needs to be divided into different objects!

His biological father, Feng Xinglang, was not as serious as Xueluo.

It seems that sometimes he feels that his wife is making a fuss out of a molehill by forcing his son to eat a few bites of vegetables.

After dinner, the aunt took the two children upstairs to wash themselves off; but Xueluo was called into the study by Feng Xinglang.

Every time the man buried his head in front of Xueluo's chest and remained silent, Xueluo could feel that the man had encountered something difficult to decide.

"Honey, do you also think that... my husband is too kind?"

Xueluo was slightly startled by her husband's sudden question.

kindness? It seems that this word is not suitable for her husband Feng Xinglang.

"Are you still kind?"

Xueluo used a witty and humorous approach, "Back then you teased and teased my wife in the name of 'brother-in-law'. That was simply abominable!"

"That's the mood... isn't it?"

The man smiled lightly and hugged the woman in his arms tighter, "You like my way of flirting very much..."

As he spoke, the man's body became restless; the skin of the woman's neck was stained with a beautiful red color.

"Don't... don't kiss! I have to go out tomorrow!"

Xueluo didn't want to go out with the hickeys on her neck exposed.

"Wife, tell me... am I too kind to Hetun and Lan Youyou...?"

The man continued to ask thoughtfully, making Xueluo slightly surprised.

Xueluo also began to think deeply along with the man, and sighed longly:

"One is your biological father, and the other is your sister-in-law... If you are not kind, what can you do?"