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

　　"Yan Silang!"

　　Unexpectedly, Yan Bang actually said that out loud. It seemed as if he had never experienced it before, or perhaps it was already deeply ingrained within his mind.

　　Yan Silang?

　　The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth twitched: Thinking your sister! Only a brainless person would think of such a name!

　　"Not only is it sloppy, it sounds terrible!"

　　Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a cold glare: It seems that for something as elegant and learned as taking a name, Yan Bang this idiot, would never be able to do it. I should find time to think of a more reliable name for the little thing!

　　When Bai Mo came in through the door, the topic had already ended. Without another word, he picked up the red wine gla.s.s on the table and gulped it down. It was as if he had treated the wine in his gla.s.s like cold water.

　　Seeing that there was no one behind Bai Mo, Feng Xinglang lightly snorted.

　　"Just by using one's toes, one could already guess that not only our Prince Mo was unable to carry Princess Yaya away from the Bai's mansion, he was also scolded by the Gentleman Bai … …"

　　Feng Xinglang sarcastically said to the depressed Bai Mo, "Am I right?"

　　Bai Mo did not make a sound, as though he was holding back his anger, and drank three cups of red wine.

　　"Big Baibai, did you get scolded by Old White again? What a pity! "

　　Little friend Linnuo actually pitied Bai Mo a lot: he was such a big person, yet he was scolded by his parents. How embarra.s.sing.

　　Bai Mo's heart was clogged up, and he could only drink wine cup after cup.

　　"Sigh." Feng Xinglang gave a leisurely snort, "How could you have been in love with a single person? Your position has dropped by three levels all of a sudden … It's probably not much better than those servants and nannies! "

　　Feng Xinglang's sarcastic remarks, to the extremely depressed Bai Mo, had hit the nail on the head.

　　Who told this fellow to come to the Feng Family every now and then and have a revenge on Feng Xinglang in the few months that Yan Bang was "dead"? And in front of his wife and children! He made it seem as if he, Bai Mo, was the only one who valued loyalty and righteousness, and he, Feng Xinglang, was the only one who was heartless and heartless.

　　Bai Mo still did not say a word, and directly picked up the bottle that only had a little bit of the wine left, and gulped it down fiercely.

　　"Father, Big Baibai is already so pitiful, stop talking about him."

　　The little guy originally wanted to comfort the unhappy Bai Mo; but after hearing his words, Bai Mo became even more embarra.s.sed.

　　"Yes. In the Bai Family, I am just a piece of trash that you don't need! "

　　Bai Mo sniffed at his sore nose, "You and Brother Bang are looking down on me too …"

　　"Hey, hey, brat, today …"

　　The moment Yan Bang opened his mouth, Feng Xinglang knew that nothing good could come out from it. Subtly, Yan Bang was always on the same side as Feng Xinglang.

　　Without waiting for Yan Bang's next sentence, Feng Xinglang mercilessly gave him a kick under the table. It was his uninjured right leg. Yan Bang instinctively swallowed down the words that he was about to say.

　　"Nothing!"

　　Feng Xinglang s.n.a.t.c.hed the words away, "Your Brother Bang and I have always treated you as our brother!"

　　"Come on! Whatever good things Brother Bang has he will leave for you; he has never thought of me! And you, Feng Xinglang! With the death of the Brother Bang, you spoke without paying attention to anything else. With the death of the Brother Bang, you came here to pay attention to him with false concern … It's not fake! "

　　Bai Mo's words were really ear-piercing.

　　Fortunately, Feng Xinglang already had a certain degree of immunity.