Chapter 1293 - The flavor of the brave

　　At this point in time, he should already know everything that he needed to know!

　　Actually, Feng Xinglang had purposely come here late for an hour or two. The goal was to let Yan Bang know the results of the paternity test, so as to save him a lot of saliva.

　　The large living room was empty. And Yan Wuyang's wailing filled the entire s.p.a.cious living room.

　　The little guy was stripped naked and tossed onto the cold quartz stone platform, allowing him to wail.

　　The little thing had only been around for four months, and it didn't really know how to turn over. It could only wave its limbs in the air, struggling to find comfort.

　　However, other than the immobile father, there was no other living being!

　　The little guy had been wailing for more than four hours now. His voice was hoa.r.s.e as he continued to wail.

　　He was sweating profusely from all the crying. It looked like it had just been fished out of the water.

　　Yan Wuyang... Yan Wuyang... It seemed that this surname, this name, was specifically made for this child!

　　Wuyang... That is, there was no disease, but there were no adverse effects.

　　In other words, he, Yan Bang was already terminally ill. Feng Xinglang hoped that this child would be normal, healthy, and not ill.

　　This name had a deep meaning to it!

　　He must have put in a lot of effort!

　　When Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Bang was still staring at Yan Wuyang who was waving his arms and legs, it was extremely quiet.

　　Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang who was on the sofa, then walked towards little Wuyang who was crying.

　　"Father is here …" Be good and stop crying! "

　　Feng Xinglang took off the outer garment on his body, and wrapped the naked little fellow up in his arms.

　　Other than Mommy, the little guy was the closest to Feng Xinglang.

　　Glancing at Feng Xinglang, the little guy continued to groan in grievance. He seemed to be blaming him for coming so late.

　　Feng Xinglang lightly tapped the little Wuyang's mouth with his finger, causing the little guy to immediately stop crying and start sucking on his lips. He must be starving.

　　"Baotou..."

　　Feng Xinglang shouted towards the door.

　　"Hey, they're here!" Baotou immediately replied and entered.

　　"Go and ask the cook to make some fresh milk and stew the eggs. Tell the cook it was eaten by a four-month-old! "

　　"Alright, I'll go now!"

　　To be honest, when Baotou found out that Yan Wuyang was really Yan Bang's biological son, he was also very pleased. Hearing the child cry in the living room made everyone's heart ache, but Baotou was powerless. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang was here!

　　The little guy was still snoring softly in Feng Xinglang's embrace, as if using its mouth to catch something like a pacifier.

　　"Feng Xinglang, you sure put in a lot of effort!"

　　Finally, Yan Bang, who had been silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth.

　　"If you were a little more normal, I wouldn't have to worry about that!"

　　Feng Xinglang grunted in response before lowering his head and nuzzling the little guy's cheek with the tip of his nose.

　　Such an excuse should be equivalent to him admitting to the crime of plotting Yan Bang.

　　"You actually found a monster that's neither male nor female for my child to be a mother for? Are you trying to disgust me? "

　　Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang who was coaxing the little Wuyang, and spoke with a low voice.