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"Wuyang..."
Feng Xinglang's throat tightened as he hurriedly took the little fellow out of the safe and tightly hugged it in his chest.
is not afraid, he has his godfather here! Father will protect Wuyang's safety! "
Feng Xinglang kissed the little fellow's cheeks, and patted his back to appease him.
"Godfather, where's my mother? Where is my mother? "
Towards his father, who treated him as nothing, the little Wuyang did not have much feelings for him. However, his mother, Nina, was the only one he could rely on.
"Wuyang..."
Feng Xinglang's voice became hoarse, "Your mother met with some mishap! From today onwards, Wuyang would live together with his godfather! Is Wuyang willing? "
"Father... You mean. That my mother is dead? "
The little fellow's eyes began to flicker with tears. Although he was only six or seven years old, there were some things he could understand. Add to that the words his mother said when she locked him in this secret door, and the little guy could figure it out.
"Wuyang... Wuyang! Live with your godfather in the future! With your godfather taking care of you and protecting you, he won't let you suffer any more harm! Godfather... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all Father's fault! "
Feng Xinglang tightly embraced the solid little Wuyang, so much so that he could barely utter a word.
"Godfather, where is my mother? I want to see my mother! " the little guy asked seriously as he wiped away his tears.
"Alright... Godfather will bring you over! "
On the way to the police station, Yan Wuyang kept quiet. The quietness made Feng Xinglang's heart ache.
"Wuyang, is … Did Mom tell you to hide it in the safe? " Feng Xinglang asked gently.
The little fellow looked out of the window with its back towards Feng Xinglang, and only lightly nodded.
"Then what did mother say to Wuyang?" Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
"Mother... Mother will let Wuyang live on happily. " The little fellow choked with sobs.
"Wuyang is good, don't cry!"
Feng Xinglang hugged the robust little guy from behind, "What else does Mommy have to say?"
"Mother told Wuyang to hide in the small door and not speak, to not make a sound, to not come out until Father comes to look for Wuyang!"
After all, it was only a six or seven year old child.
"Then did your mother allow Wuyang to bring any message to your foster father?" Feng Xinglang asked gently.
The little guy paused for a moment, as if he remembered something Mommy said before: I must make Feng Xinglang take you in as his foster son! If possible, it would be best if you could marry his daughter, Feng Lin Wan.
"Godfather, Wuyang wants to be the godfather's son, listen obediently and live together with the godfather!"
The little guy was smart. He remembered his mother's words: I must be's godfather's godson! Only in this way would he be able to live on. Furthermore, the little guy had always liked Feng Xinglang as his godfather.
"Your mother let me do this?" Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
"It was Wuyang who thought of it."
It seemed like the little fellow wasn't too willing to let his foster father, Feng Xinglang, know that he was going to marry his daughter, Feng Lin Wan.
"Wuyang has always been your foster father's half son … Now that your parents are gone, your godfather has the responsibility to adopt you. "
Feng Xinglang once again embraced the little guy and the light in his eyes deepened. "Wuyang, don't be afraid. With godfather here, no one will dare to bully you!"
Feng Xinglang knew very well how Yan Bang and his wife died.
Judging from Wuyang's reply, Nina did not bury the seed of hatred in the little guy's heart!
But a mother who loved her child deeply would not allow her child's future life to be filled with hatred and pain! Feng Xinglang believed that Nina should be a good mother.
"Wuyang, let me in to take a look at your mother! Obediently wait outside for your godfather! "
In order to protect the physical and mental health of underage children, the staff of the Inspection Center did not allow the young Yan Wuyang to go in to see his mother one last time.
"Godfather, I'm not scared. I want to see my mother!" The little guy refused to leave.
"Wuyang, you promised your godfather that you would listen to his words from now on! How could I forget? "
The staff cared for the young children, while Feng Xinglang also cared for the young little Wuyang.
As Nina Bo Le was once her boss and also her close friend, when Feng Xinglang saw the Nina under the sterile cloth, his heart was filled with pain.
"Rest assured, I will take good care of Wuyang!"
Feng Xinglang still wanted to say something, but it felt like something was stuck in his throat.
When Feng Xinglang brought Yan Wuyang to the funeral home, he did not manage to see Yan Bang for the last time.
Some people were so ruthless that they didn't even allow Yan Bang to send them off on his final journey!
… ….
Seeing Wei Kang who was getting off the car, Cong Gang turned around and said to the little bug boy, who was practicing English with Xiao An.
"Little Bug, you accompany An An upstairs to play for a while. I'm going downstairs to settle some matters!"
The little fellow raised its little hands towards Cong Gang and made an OK hand gesture.
"Bugs, don't worry, I'll give little An to little Bugs!" It could be seen that the little guy really liked the cold and arrogant An Ran.
Cong Gang caressed his palms over the two children's heads and quickly went down the stairs.
"Boss, we've investigated it clearly: after Ol 'Three released Yan Bang, the person who intercepted Yan Bang and attacked him on the Wings City Road was indeed fifteen!"
Cong Gang frowned for a few seconds, then coldly snorted: "That kid, is ruthless enough!"
"I think that kid is stupid enough! He could obviously fake his hands on the Hetun, who the heck was he supposed to take advantage of! If Feng Xinglang really knows the truth, he will definitely mess with us! "
With regards to Feng Xinglang, Wei Kang had an endless amount of complaints, "You old man, you're not willing to let us cut him apart! Looking at that thorny guy disregarding all good and bad, you are very unhappy! Isn't it just owing him his life? It's been N times faster than him! "
Only Wei Kang would dare to complain in front of Cong Gang!
"What about fifteen people?" Cong Gang directly ignored Wei Kang's complaints.
"I caught him! It's in the car! " Wei Kang indifferently looked at the SUVs outside the door.
"Just with you … You can even catch fifteen? " Cong Gang humphed lightly.
"Boss, I have to remind you: These fifteen years are after all the people from the Hetun. You must be careful and not raise a tiger or cause any trouble!"
The reason why Wei Kang was able to sit at number two was definitely not because of his skill;
"Send him in." Cong Gang took a sip of his tea and said. Just as Wei Kang was about to stand up and call him, he suddenly thought of something, "That's right boss, Ol 'Three said that Feng Xinglang found Yan Bang's son in Yulong City's safe, and took him away too! Do you think that the Hetun's old poisonous fish lacks tendons? No
To cut the grass at its roots, is this to let your own biological son raise the son of Great Yan Bang, and then find him to take revenge when you grow up? "
Cong Gang's eyes darkened.
Seeing that his boss did not say anything, Wei Kang did not say much, and got up to call for Feng Fifteen who was in the jeep waiting for orders.
A graceful youth of fourteen or fifteen years old walked out of the car. He had a thin appearance, raised eyebrows, and a mixed blood look. His name was Feng Fifteen, the name he had given himself. Actually, her surname wasn't important, the most important thing was her filial piety towards him, Feng Xinglang.