Chapter 2211: Postscript 29

Two days later, Feng Xinglang was discharged from the hospital.

In fact, his health was not a big deal, he just wanted to 'hang up' in the hospital for a few days.

In Wei Kang's words, it's just playing tricks!

Feng Xinglang did not go down to the hospital's underground parking lot, but walked out of the hospital by himself and felt the bright sunshine that had not been seen for many days.

"father……"

As soon as Feng Xinglang walked down the steps, he heard a joyful and careful call from behind the stone pillar.

Although it wasn't the call of the eldest son, Feng Xinglang looked at it in search of a voice: a young boy walked out from behind the stone pillar, his skin was white, thin and slender.

"Ten ... fifteen?" Feng Xinglang muttered subconsciously.

"father!"

The teenager was really surprised and immediately greeted Fengfeng Langben. He asked a little bit, "I ... can I still call your father?"

The teenager did not expect that Feng Xinglang could recognize himself at a glance after five or six years. The juvenile's unstoppable mood was surging.

"Fifteen ... really you?"

Feng Xinglang reached out in surprise and gently touched the teenager's cheek. "It's so big ..."

Really lament the years. After a lapse of five or six years, the fifteenth one who once replaced his eldest son turned out to be a beautiful young man.

Feng fifteen, which has begun to develop, is a head taller than Feng Linnuo, a child who has not yet developed. It has already reached Feng Xinglang's chin.

"Dad ... I miss you so much." The clear tears flowed in the teenager's eyes.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang was the only person in his life who had given him the warmth of his father's love. In order to see Feng Xinglang as soon as possible, Feng Shi 15 paid more sweat and blood than children of the same age.

Deep guilt struck, because Feng Xinglang remembered that he had promised to go to him on the 15th. But five or six years later, he had forgotten it.

"I'm sorry fifteen ... it's dad ... it's dad who forgot his promise!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Shi, a teenager, tightly in his arms. "Are you all right these years? Have you been in the training camp in Hetun?"

"Yes at first ... but then I escaped! In order to ... see you soon!"

Hugging Feng Xinglang tightly, Feng Fifteen revisited the once warm fatherly love, "Dad, thank you for remembering me ... I'm so scared that you have forgotten me long ago! I am afraid you will see me Later, I don't know me anymore! "

"I'm sorry fifteen ... I'm sorry! It's not my father ... I'm negligent!"

Feng Xinglang apologized sincerely. Faced with the child who almost lost his life for his son, he was really guilty.

"Dad, can I seal your last name? Call fifteen?"

The teenager has never resentful that Feng Xinglang forgot his ‘son’ who had been a fake for several months, but always tried to return to Feng Xinglang ’s side by himself. Even if you just meet or say a few words.

Feng Xinglang gently looked at the joyful young man with a calm eyes, and nodded earnestly, "That's my dad's honor!"

"Dad, how are you!"

The teenager hugged Feng Xinglang once again, overflowing with words of joy and joy.

...

For the next week, Feng Xinglang rushed to Yulong City at noon every day to accompany Yan Wuzhen for lunch.

"Godfather!"

After seeing Feng Xinglang getting out of the car, the little boy rushed over like a strong little leopard and jumped into Feng Xinglang's arms cheerfully.

"I asked the chef to make a lot of delicious wait for the godfather!" The little guy said cheerfully.

Although he lost his parents, the little guy was still young and soon relieved from his sorrow; it was also due to Feng Xinglang's love for him.

Instead, Yan Wuzhen is much more lively and cheerful than when he had been careful with his mother when he lived in the shadow of his father, Yan Bang.

"Wu Wu is so capable? Godfather has to praise my Wu Wu!"

"It's all nourishing!"

Yan Wuzhen stretched out his little palm and rubbed it in Feng Xinglang's stomach. "Grandfather will not have stomach pain after eating!"

"Wu Wu is so good!" Feng Xinglang kissed the little guy's cheek.

Seeing the little things living so well in Yulong City, Feng Xinglang was at ease. In fact, the little guy's current state is much more free and easy than living with him, and there will be expectations and surprises. After his son Feng Xinglang was discharged from the hospital, He Tun silently returned to Fort Pete. After Xueluo pondered for one night, despite her husband's opposition, he secretly asked Xing Shishi to send the eldest son over. She knows that He Tun's relationship with his eldest son Feng Lin Nuo is very

it is good. And the whole summer vacation can be wild in Pete Fort, Lin Nuo children are also highly sought.

Feng Xinglang didn't blame his wife for making his own claims, but just snorted, "Nothing is an example," and the following is gone.

"Wuyi, the godfather brought you a little brother! His name is Feng Shi, and like you, he is the godfather's son! From now on, he will live with you in Yulong City, your brother It ’s good for both of them to take care of each other! "

Feng Xinglang introduced Feng Fifteen to Yan Wuzhen. For Yan Wudi, there is a brother who can be a companion; for Feng Shiwu, there is a place to stay, and the world can be eliminated.

At the time, Feng Xinglang never thought of it: Feng Fifteen would be Yan Wuyi's murderer of his father! Just like he never thought he was the biological son of Hetun!

Not many people know the secret! In fact, there are some secrets, as long as no one reveals it, it will always be a secret!

"Hello Wu Yan, I'm Feng Shi!" Feng Shizhao extended the hand of friendship to Feng Xinglang's arms.

The little guy also reached out and shook hands with Feng Shi, "Hello Brother 15!"

"Well! It's the godfather's good son!"

Feng Xinglang hugged Yan Wuyi in one hand and wrapped his shoulders in Feng Fen's shoulders. The unrelated father and son walked upstairs to the living area with a smile.

Wei Kang, who was hiding behind the stone elephant, frowned: Is this ... can this be called a wolf into the room?

Wei Kang doesn't know what method Feng Xinglang used to leave the big boss, but he can feel that the boss is in a good mood recently.

When Wei Kang called, Cong Gang was preparing lunch for the two children. It is not so much that he is cooking, it is better that he is watching two children messing around in the kitchen.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang even brought fifteen to Yulong City to accompany Yan Bang's son! I did not expect that Feng Xinglang also had a mental disability!"

In Wei Kang's view, Feng Xinglang's approach has completely exceeded his IQ category. "I just want to remind you: Feng Shiwu is a big filial son! And his skill is still above you ... In other words, if someone dares to prevent him from being a filial son in front of Feng Xinglang, he will destroy whom Mouth! His fierceness is definitely your hope

Less than! Cong Gang said loudly.

"..." Wei Kang swallowed hard, "Boss ... Boss, the fifteen kid wouldn't even dare ... dare to kill me?"

"He was an apprentice brought by Coppen! In order to meet Feng Xinglang's father earlier, he could win Coppen at a young age ... Do you dare to kill you and kill you?" The wind is light and cloudless.

"Boss, then ... what are you doing with such a small scourge?" Wei Kang muttered.

"He just wants to be obedient to Fengxinglang! As long as you don't block his way, you will be fine!" After speaking, Cong Gang hung Wei Kang's phone.

Wei Kang watched the back view of Feng Xinglang and his three sons going upstairs. too terrifying! It's simply Infernal Affairs!