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

　　This Feng Xinglang doesn't know how to use his eyes, is he not know how to use his own eyes?

　　He actually allowed his husband to stay away from home in the middle of the night and hang out with an abnormal man?

　　Isn't this courting death?

　　To be more precise, she should be a.s.sisting Yan Bang in courting death!

　　You must know that the more Yan Bang was like this, the more the Hetun would not let him off!

　　Even if he could escape the first day, he could not escape the fifteenth.

　　What's more, the current Yan Bang, was the one who was forced into a corner by the poverty!

　　It wasn't something that Feng Xinglang could protect just because he wanted to.

　　When Feng Xinglang woke up, the outside of the window was already basked in the sunlight.

　　There was no Yan Bang around him who paid attention. There was also no noisy Bai Mo.

　　Hearing a sound from inside the room, the waiter who had been waiting outside the whole time knocked on the door and came in.

　　"President Feng, do you need me to bring your breakfast to your room?"

　　"No need! Where's your Director Bai? "

　　"Director Bai accompanied President Yan to have the ankle surgery. I think the operation is almost over by this time. "

　　You are really obedient... At least, for the moment, Feng Xinglang was feeling gratified in his heart.

　　"President Yan will be resting in vacation villa for a period of time, I'll be counting on you to take care of it!"

　　"President Feng is too polite. It is our honor for President Yan to be able to recuperate in our Villa. "

　　He did not stay in vacation villa to wait for Yan Bang to finish correcting his ankle.

　　After parking the car in the dedicated parking s.p.a.ce, they arrived at the elevator. A phantom image floated in front of them and blocked their way.

　　It was Xing Ba.

　　"Did your foster father teach you how to sneak around so early in the morning?"

　　"Prince Xing is beaming with happiness, I think we must have been enjoying ourselves last night!"

　　Xing Ba boldly teased Feng Xinglang.

　　Feng Xinglang's thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, and coldly asked: "Are you following me?"

　　"Yan Bang reviving from the dead is a joyous occasion, so there's no harm in celebrating!"

　　"Hetun knows?"

　　"A bunch of photos of our brothers embracing each other in the water were sent over by a mysterious person. My foster father has low eyesight, so it would be difficult for him to pretend to be blind!"

　　This was the line Xing Ba had been thinking about for an entire night. He purposely used the word "a mysterious person" as an a.s.sociated word.

　　He couldn't exactly say: Your beloved father sent Xing s.h.i.+qi to follow you, and accidentally took those photos, then directly sent them to the Hetun to be rewarded. Xing s.h.i.+qi was only following the orders given by the Hetun.