Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1178

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Feng Xinglang seemed to have a conditioned reflex as he quickly walked forward to stop Hetun.

Subconsciously groping about on his body, Feng Xinglang actually groped for a gun.

Why did I have a gun on me? Presumably, it was given to Feng Xinglang by him before he left.

They were going to make this father and son pair risk their lives!

With Hetun's stubbornness, without using some deadly weapons, just Feng Xinglang's glib would not be able to stop him.

No matter what, the Hetun had to stop him. Having alarmed Xing San, it would not be that easy for him to get back at him.

Feng Xinglang hid the spear in the casual suit on his chest and then quickly ran towards Hetun.

When he saw his own son walk towards him, Hetun's eyes were filled with love.

"Ah Lang, so you're actually here."

Hetun stepped forward, but was blocked by Feng Xinglang's black muzzle. The father and son duo stood so close together that the people around them could not see the spear in Feng Xinglang's hands.

But Xing s.h.i.+'er and Xing Ba could see it.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" Xing s.h.i.+'er asked.

"Stand still obediently and don't move recklessly! Otherwise, you all just wait to collect Hetun's corpse! "

With a click, Feng Xinglang loaded the spear. This was truly the tempo of killing one's father!

Hetun was exceptionally calm. He was still looking at his own son with a gentle gaze, as if he was enjoying being so close to his own child.

Actually, to be more accurate, it was close, but this' kiss' … It felt a little awkward!

Was there a son who was close to his father with a gun pointed at his heart?

"Ah Lang, what's wrong again? Are you still angry at your father for Yan Bang's death? "

Hetun's tone was very amiable. She was like an elder patiently inquiring about a naughty child who was making a ruckus with him.

"Go back!" You can't go and find Xing San! " Feng Xinglang hissed.

"Why? If we capture Xing San, wouldn't we know where he is? "

Hetun asked in confusion. However, her son did not want Yan Bang to die and fight him.

As you say, it's better to be in pain than in pain! If Yan Bang died, his son might be sad for a few days due to brotherhood, but to be able to remove the hidden dangers on his son's path to happiness in the future, Hetun felt that doing so was worth it!

Even though his son didn't understand his intentions!

"What if Xing San would rather die than tell us? Then we'll have to look for a needle in a haystack! "

Feng Xinglang turned his head and looked around, then said softly: "Xing San will bring Lan Youyou to see the ball in the next two days, you all cannot alert the gra.s.s!"

When Feng Xinglang tilted his head to the side, Xing s.h.i.+'er had enough time and confidence to grab the spear in his hands and he wouldn't even harm foster father Hetun; but Hetun raised his hand to signal for him not to act rashly.

Hetun seemed to be very confident that his own son would not shoot him, her own father!

"Ah Lang, we will be able to find out where Feng Lixin's daughter is from once we capture his! "Trust in Dad!"

Although Feng Xinglang loathed the idea of Hetun calling himself 'father' all the time, at critical moments, he was too lazy to correct anything in Hetun.

"No!" "I can't let them take the risk!"

Feng Xinglang pointed his gun at Hetun's chest with even more force, "Get back! Otherwise, I really know how to shoot! "

"Prince Xing, you must not be ras.h.!.+ Be careful of the guns going off! "

Xing Ba immediately tried to smooth things over, "You misunderstood your father …."

Seeing Feng Xinglang's displeased face, Xing Ba changed his words: "This time, my foster father came over sincerely and wants to help you get your back!"

"There's no need for him to cause trouble! "Retreat!"

Feng Xinglang insisted with a stern voice.

"Good!" You can ask Daddy to go back, but you must come with me! Your father is truly worried for your safety if you are to blindly charge in! "

Hetun was rather easy to talk to. His own son told him to go back, so he went back.

Moreover, he didn't forget to show off his kind fatherly love!

"There's no need for you to worry!"

Feng Xinglang stared at the Hetun coldly. It was just that he did not want to follow Hetun anymore, he had to supervise his departure to be at ease.

He did not want her niece Feng Tuantuan to take any risks. As long as he, a Uncle, was able to do it, he would definitely give it her all.

"Alright, I'll go with you!"

"Then this way, Prince Xing, please! While you're at it, put away your spear; it's easy for a fire to go off! "

Xing Ba's witty words were very pleasing to the ears.

Nearby, Cong Gang watched indifferently as Feng Xinglang boarded Hetun's carriage and left.

Wouldn't it be great if he threw that scourge to his father to serve!?

However...

Inexplicably, a sense of loneliness rushed up as Cong Gang covered his head with the hat and uniform.

… ….

Xing San stayed by Lan Youyou's bedside until she woke up.

"Third brother... "Third brother …"

Lan Youyou muttered weakly, her bony hand shook a few times in the air, before being held tightly by Xing San.

"Little girl, don't be afraid! Third Brother is here! "

Xing San placed Lan Youyou's bony hand on her cheek, allowing her to feel her warmth. "Third brother will always be by your side! "I'm not going anywhere!"

"Third brother... Don't. Don't waste your energy! My illness. It can't be cured! "

Lan Youyou's words seemed to already be incoherent. In the dispute with Feng Xinglang just now, he had already exhausted the vitality that she had gathered with great difficulty.

"No …" No! Little girl, your illness will definitely recover! Third Brother has invited the best blood experts in the world to treat you! "

To Xing San, the things he needed in his life could really be counted on one hand. If he suddenly lost the hope to live, then his life would be boring. There would never be a ripple from the eternal darkness!

"Third brother... Listen to me. My own illness. I know best! "Third brother …"

"NO!" Third brother doesn't allow you to give up on yourself! You must survive! "

Xing San placed Lan Youyou's hand back on the blanket, "Girl, don't talk anymore, rest well! Third brother will guard you by your side! "

"Third Brother, please... Can you take me to see Little Bundle? "

Lan Youyou paused for a moment, then slowed down her breathing: "To be able to see the ball, I'll be able to rest in peace!"

"No!" "If you dare to die, I will not let you see your daughter again for the rest of your life!"

Xing San was a cunning man, but at this moment, his heart was soft.

He really couldn't bear to see the girl he had cared for for for more than ten years die in front of his eyes just like that.

His heart ached so much that it felt like it was about to twist!

"Third brother... In my life, I have done many, many wrong things … There are a lot of people who can't forgive me. But I know third brother loves me the most … "Third brother will definitely bring me to see the group …"

Whether it was tears of regret or tears of pa.s.sion, at this moment, the tears on Lan Youyou's face stung Xing San's heart.

"Girl... I believe that Third Brother will definitely let the doctor treat you! "

Xing San wiped away the tears on Lan Youyou's face, "Once you've recovered, Third Brother will bring you and our daughter together to live a life of freedom and freedom! Little girl, what do you think? "

"Alright!"

But unexpectedly, Lan Youyou actually agreed, "Third brother, you can take me with you right now! While I can still see. While I'm still breathing. Take me to live a free life. Even if it only lasted a day … I am also satisfied! "

"Oh my girl …" Are you going to hurt Third Bro's heart to death? "

Xing San hugged Lan Youyou's shriveled up body tightly and sobbed.

"Third brother... Or do you love me the most. "If I had known earlier..."

Lan Youyou laughed bitterly, "Obviously... Clearly, happiness was within … It was right in front of him …. She could easily get her hands on it... However... Yet, she chose to turn a blind eye to it … Third brother... I'm so stupid. "So stupid!"

He did not know if it was to coax Xing San into taking her to his daughter's side as soon as possible. Lan Youyou's confession of true love made him sob and sob.

"Girl... Third brother is waiting for you! "If you're tired, come back to your third brother. He'll always be waiting for you!"

… ….

The dinner was sumptuous.

In addition to Thailand's specialty dishes, there are also some Chinese dishes. They were basically all the food that Feng Xinglang wanted.

There were only four people on the huge dining table in a luxurious private room decorated with gold foil.

Other than Feng Xinglang and Hetun, Xing Ba and Xing s.h.i.+'er were also accompanying them.

had specifically asked them to stay behind to accompany him.

Feng Xinglang still did not know how many foster son there were, but he knew that Xing Ba and Xing s.h.i.+'er were the only ones who could accomplish something for the time being.

The moment Xing s.h.i.+'er got up, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang.

"Xing s.h.i.+'er, where are you going?"

Xing s.h.i.+'er stopped and turned to glance at the foster father Hetun.

Lightly waving the beautiful pale pink lips, he leisurely gave a light snort, "Guess!"

"I need to go to the washroom... There's something inside! "

Feng Xinglang wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, "Without you to accompany me to eat, I won't be able to rest at ease!"

"..." The corner of Xing s.h.i.+'er's mouth twitched: "It's not like this daddy is some sort of accompanying!"

"Twelve, since Ah Lang has called you out to accompany him, sit down and eat some more."

Hetun who was extremely protective of her own child could only feel wronged towards her own foster son. Maybe he didn't feel wronged at all.

Xing s.h.i.+'er glared at Feng Xinglang unhappily, but still sat down obediently. I have to give foster father Hetun face.

"Come, Prince Xing, eat more. The taste of this curry crab is really unique! "

Xing Ba obsequiously bought food for Feng Xinglang, bringing with it a lively awkward atmosphere.

Xing s.h.i.+'er glared fiercely at Xing Ba, who was flattering him but was also being attentive to him; he purposely placed the food that Xing Ba didn't like onto his plate, to express his displeasure and punishment.

Only after he had eaten his fill did Feng Xinglang finally realize that he could no longer contact Cong Gang!

He only knew that Cong Gang and the rest stayed in a dirty and messy youth hostel!

But he knew clearly: If Xing San and the others moved, Cong Gang would definitely keep up!

But Feng Xinglang still couldn't stop worrying about his niece, Feng Tuantuan.

The moment he wanted to let Huo Poyun be saved, the first thing he saw was him, Uncle!