Chapter 686 Feng Xinglang, Do You Have a Family?

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Without Lin Xueluo as the backbone, the father and son seemed to be a little dazed and unhappy.

"My dear son, where are we, father and son, going to sleep tonight?"

Feng Xinglang, a man in his early thirties, was actually asking about his 5-year-old son.

In fact, the reason why Xueluo insisted on divorcing Feng Xinglang was not only to regain his self-esteem, but also to force Feng Xinglang to recognize his own living conditions and learn how to be a responsible and responsible person. A man who can give his wife and children a sense of security.

In general, apart from the previous hatred possession, Feng Xinglang's life is still quite 'free and easy', and he has nothing to do with a family man at all.

Leaving aside the emptiness, let's just say that Feng Xinglang is a man with a family anyway, but he doesn't even have a regular place to live.

Not to mention giving my wife and children a stable home!

As for himself, when his eldest brother Feng Lixin was injured, he was able to return to Feng's house on time, but now he is completely in a state of erratic and chaotic life.

Either spend the night in the GK Group's lounge, or go to Yanbang's Yulongcheng, Baimo's Yezhuang, or Cong Gang's haunted house... It's just a gesture of fooling around!

And now that Xueluo divorced him, he entangled Xueluo's mother and son, and forcibly squeezed him into Xia Zhengyang's house!

After all this, it's no wonder why Xueluo insisted on divorcing him.

An adult man in his thirties is not able to correct himself with just a few words; he has to rely on himself to awaken.

"Feng Xinglang, do you have a home?"

The sudden question from his son Lin Nuo really stunned Feng Xinglang.

"Of course I have a family! The Feng family is my own father's family!"

"No! The Feng family is just the home of Uncle and Xiao Tuantuan!"

The little guy sighed, "Even Da Duoduo has a palm-sized family, but you don't! Feng Xinglang, you are such a loser!"

Kid Lin Nuo yawned a long time, as if he was sleepy and tired.

"My father has a home! In Qibei Mountain City, my father bought you and Mommy a big villa, which has been renovated a long time ago. The one you and your mother lived in before."

In Qibei Mountain City, there was indeed a villa under Feng Xinglang's name. Before that, Xueluo's mother and son were placed under house arrest.

"Can a villa that you don't even live in every day count as a home?"

The home in the little guy's mind is not a big house or a luxurious villa, but a permanent place of residence with his own parents. Regardless of the size of the house.

"How about we stay over tonight?" Feng Xinglang suggested.

"Anywhere else to live?"

The little guy didn't seem very happy, after all, it was a sad place that restricted the freedom of him and his mother.

"have……"

Feng Xinglang raised his voice, "There are several places for my son to choose from: Uncle's house; Yanbang's Yulong City; Cong Gang's haunted house; my father's lounge; and your uncle's house...you You can choose one of five."

There is also a bad witch pretending to be sick at the uncle's house, so of course the little guy doesn't want to go.

It was not embarrassing for the father and son to go to Feng's house for a banquet tonight; because during the whole dinner, Lan Youyou said that she was not feeling well, so Lai stayed upstairs and refused to come down. The only ones who dined were the two brothers of the Feng family and their respective children.

Feng Xinglang originally wanted to face Lan Youyou directly, to see or hear her exact intentions. But he couldn't even see her face. This surprised Feng Xinglang a little.

As for my father's lounge, it sounds like it's not a place where I can sleep normally;

Uncle and grandpa's house... Kissing Mommy is not here, so it will be awkward to go there.

The only choice is between Yan Bang's Yulong City and Cong Gang's Haunted House.

"Let's go to Yulongcheng in Yanbang."

In the end, the little guy made his choice.

"Oh, it seems that you like Yan Bang more than Cong Gang." Feng Xinglang said casually.

"That's not true! I like that cool Cong Gang more!" The little guy retorted with a curl of his lips.

"Then why did you choose to go to Yulongcheng in Yanbang?"

Feng Xinglang asked puzzledly.

"Because there are people serving in Yanbang's Yulong City! You are so lazy and weak, how can you do without someone serving you! Besides, I want someone to serve you!"

The little guy's reason really amused his father Feng Xinglang who was driving.

Not to mention, Feng Xinglang really followed him with this 'demanding service'. Born to be served by others.

"Haha, my dear father thinks so too! Our father and I really understand each other!"

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Yan Bang really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would come to his Yulong City so late.

Not only did Second Master Feng come, but also Young Master Feng came.

"Yan Bang, is there anything delicious, I'm already hungry."

Feng Linnuo, who rushed in, didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and immediately called Yan Bang by his name, and gave orders.

In fact, the little guy doesn't like Yan Bang very much, because the previous Yan Bang always seemed so hostile and unfriendly.

But the little guy is smart: he found that Yan Bang listened to his father Feng Xinglang very much.

So, he changed his strategy and joined the ranks of his father Feng Xinglang ordering Yan Bang.

"Yes, yes, of course! Tell me what you like to eat, and I will let the cook do it now."

Yan Bang picked up the little guy with one hand, but the little guy just passed in his arms for a while, then struggled down again, passed the sleepy little thing, and started having fun all over the room.

Feng Xinglang obviously didn't have as good physical strength as his son Nuonuo, he had already collapsed on the sofa beside him, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

A blanket covered his body, Yan Bang took off his leather shoes and moved him to a more comfortable position.

"Yan Bang, why are you like my own father's slave?"

The little guy's cognition is simple: if one person serves another, then the person who serves others is almost equivalent to a domestic servant.

But Yan Bang is obviously not a domestic servant, so the little guy thought of the word 'slave'.

Yan Bang was taken aback by what the little guy said: he glanced at Feng Xinglang who was sleeping peacefully, and sighed sincerely.

Isn't he Feng Xinglang's slave?

I don't know when I have subconsciously become Feng Xinglang's slave!

While rescuing him from the flames?

Or earlier?

Not to mention, the word 'slave' is really the truest and most vivid portrayal of Yan Bang.

Yan Bang felt more and more like a slave!

Seeing Yan Bang meditating silently, the little guy thought Yan Bang was embarrassed, so he continued:

"Yan Bang, you don't have to be embarrassed. My own father is so cool, you don't have to be ashamed to be his slave."

"..." Well, now Yan Bang really has nothing to say.

"Nonuo, you will be my godson, okay?"

Yan Bang thought of this better topic.