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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 1097 - The Wind Going Up Tonight

Without waiting for his wife and children to give him food filled with love, Feng Xinglang did not treat his stomach badly.

Then, they followed Yan Bang and started to eat the delicious chef level dishes that were delivered from the Yulong City.

A full stomach is comfortable, but the heart will inevitably be a little empty.

Especially when she heard the Nanny An say that the Second Young Master's Wife was the one who didn't allow Nuonuo to bring her food. He had to think carefully in the jail!

Was he thinking too much?

Had he ever thought about it before?

The next time he met someone who wanted to scheme against his wife, it would be the same as always!

However, the method and method had to be upgraded so that he wouldn't have to suffer so much anymore.

"Lang, what are you thinking about?"

Yan Bang stuffed the delicious shrimp from the Australian lobster into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

"I want to kill!"

Feng Xinglang slapped the chopsticks in his hand onto the long table.

"Kill who? I'll do it for you! "Don't dirty your hands." Yan Bang scooped a small bowl of Health Nourishing Soup for Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang looked at him coldly, "I want to kill you!"

Yan Bang was startled at first, then looked over with a wink and laughed: "How do you want to kill me? Should I stand or lie down? I'll cooperate with you! "

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang thought of something and his sword-like eyebrows twitched.

"If you had a child. Between me and your child, who would you choose? "

When Feng Xinglang asked this question, he was completely bored out of his mind. He just randomly found a topic to ask in order to pass the time.

"No matter who you choose with, you will always be the only one for me! There's no need to choose at all! "

Yan Bang stared intently into Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"..." Only then did Feng Xinglang realize that he had asked a rather foolish question!

After lightly twitching his thin lips, he picked up the chopsticks again and continued eating.

Captain Jian pushed the door open and entered, looking a little anxious.

"Surnamed Jane, you bastard, you're getting more and more out of hand!" Did you come in? "

Without waiting for Captain Jian to speak, Yan Bang snapped in annoyance.

The Captain Jian didn't have time to explain anything to Yan Bang, he anxiously told him who was immersed in eating, "The Hetun is here! He wants to see you! "

"No!" Feng Xinglang did not even bat an eyelid.

"Tell that old thing to f * * k off!"

Yan Bang's words were extremely harsh to begin with. they had completely disregarded whether one was Hetun or Feng Xinglang's father.

"This... He's already here and is waiting outside! "

The Captain Jian was very clear: It would be very difficult to reject the Hetun. Furthermore, the management had already agreed to Hetun's request to meet him.

"Let him in!" Feng Xinglang changed his mind.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll go and bring him over now."

This thorny problem had finally been solved, and the Captain Jian was naturally relieved.

Yan Bang snorted, "If you don't want to see it, then don't! Why should I feel wronged? "

Feng Xinglang glanced at the hallway and said indifferently, "Bonan, go next door and hide for a while."

"No!" Yan Bang scoffed.

"..." Feng Xinglang glared at him, "Hurry up!"

But Yan Bang just sat there, not moving at all.

Knowing that Yan Bang was a stubborn guy, Feng Xinglang's tone eased a bit, "Be good, be good! In a while, Captain Jian will give you a piece of candy! "

The corner of Yan Bang's lips curled up, "The candy you wanted to give me … I have to! "

"Sure, I'll give it to you in a while!" Feng Xinglang casually agreed.

When Hetun came in, Feng Xinglang was sitting at the long table, leisurely eating his dinner.

This was already the fourth day since he entered the prison, and the day was exceptionally difficult to bear. His heart was filled with melancholy, especially when he couldn't see his wife or children.

"Ah Lang... Are you all right? "

Looking at his own son who was bound in such a small space, Hetun didn't feel good in his heart.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently.

"I'm here to bail you out."

Hetun reached out to touch her son's shoulder, but was dodged by Feng Xinglang.

"No need! "Don't mess with me!"

Feng Xinglang slanted his eyes at Hetun, "If I really want to go out, do you think I would need someone else's help?"

Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang was able to see Hetun. He did not want the Hetun to go against Fang Yi's father.

A bandit is never more important than an official! There was no doubt about that! Not to mention that Fang Yiyan's father was a major general.

Only now did Hetun realize that the food on the long table was not bad. It could even be called luxurious. However, judging from the tableware on the other side of the table, there should be two people eating together. This person was deliberately avoiding his, Hetun's, appearance.

Hetun subconsciously glanced at the room next door. The corridor outside the two rooms were separated by iron fences. At this moment, however, the iron bars were not locked. In other words, the people in the two rooms were free to go in and out.

There was no need to look, nor was there a need to guess. Intuition told Hetun: The person hiding in the other room, must be Yan Bang!

"Ah Lang, no matter what you say, dad will not let you stay in this damn place!"

Seeing his son Feng Xinglang speaking to her calmly, Hetun was very pleased. After that, he started to call himself 'dad'.

"Hetun, there's no son here! "Stop f * cking claiming to be able to do this in front of laozi …"

In the end, Feng Xinglang was still unable to say the word "father". The words heavy weight of a thousand pounds had oppressed him for over thirty years. He felt that he no longer needed to struggle and become lost for the sake of these two words.

"Fine, fine, fine. I won't say it, I won't say it!"

The Hetun seemed to be aware of his loss of manners, "But you can't stay here. Xueluo and fifteen are still waiting for you to return home. "

"That's my family's problem, there's no need for an outsider like you to worry about it!"

Feng Xinglang replied coldly.

"Ah Lang... Are you trying to avoid that Fang guy? No matter what major general he is, I can deal with him. "

Hetun couldn't think of a reason why her son Feng Xinglang wasn't willing to leave the prison. If there was, then this was the only one.

"I have already said this: I will take care of my own matters! "Don't mess with me!"

Feng Xinglang once again rejected Hetun's good intentions. As for the reason, it was probably not only because of his taboo against being a major general with the surname of Fang.

"Ah Lang..."

"Don't say anything more! "Don't make things difficult for me, that's the best help you can give me!"

Hetun froze on the spot for a few seconds before sighing in anger, "Ah Lang, you take care of yourself!"

Feng Xinglang continued to eat, and ignored Hetun.

But when Hetun turned around and left the jail, Feng Xinglang slowly put down his chopsticks.

"Lang, you're not willing to let me fish for you, and you don't want your father to save you … What are you thinking? "

Yan Bang sat back down, and watched the silent Feng Xinglang with gentle eyes.

Feng Xinglang raised his head, looked around, and faintly said: "Tonight … It's going to blow! "