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　　Chapter 569: I will definitely bring a beauty to the feast!

　　This was an unfamiliar cell phone number. There was no need to hide it, so he could call it "master" or "false foundation".

　　His intuition told him that this phone call must be related to his son Linnuo.

　　He parked the Porsche by the side of the road and answered the call with rapt attention.

　　"Feng Xinglang, long time no see."

　　The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and hoa.r.s.e, with a low hiss.

　　Although it had been five years, Feng Xinglang could still tell that the man's voice coming from the phone belonged to Xing San.

　　"Xing San, I missed you too. Why don't we get together? "

　　Feng Xinglang steadily replied. Presumably, Xing San wasn't someone to be trifled with since he was able to s.n.a.t.c.h his son Linnuo from the Hetun's cruise.

　　"Feng Xinglang, five years ago, you promised me that you would probably have forgotten everything by now, right?"

　　Xing San asked with slight anger, causing Feng Xinglang to frown: He quickly pondered in his mind, what did he promise Xing San five years ago? At this moment, Feng Xinglang had indeed forgotten about all of them!

　　"Xing San, shall we gather? How about the Seaview Restaurant in Yushan and Medi? I'll be there waiting for you, and we'll see each other. "

　　While Feng Xinglang's voice was' leisurely 'stabilizing Xing San, he was also winning time to think about his previous promise to Xing San.

　　Just that, Feng Xinglang could not remember, what had he promised Xing San?

　　"Just the two of us? How lonely is that? "

　　Xing San's voice carried slight anger that rose up to seven inches from the floor.

　　"Then who else would Mr. Xing San like to invite? This Feng will definitely welcome you. "

　　Feng Xinglang said as he followed Xing San's words.

　　"It looks like the President Feng has forgotten too many things! Forget it, when President Feng finally remembers, it won't be too late for us to meet again! "

　　Xing San said in a cold and fierce voice. The acc.u.mulated rage and resentment for the past five years caused Xing San's words to sound very unfriendly.

　　"Wait! My memory is not good, which is well-known throughout Shen City. Brother Xing San, please forgive me! My son is still young, I hope Brother Xing San can give me the chance to make amends. "

　　For his son Linnuo, Feng Xinglang kept a low profile.

　　Xing San who was on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time. He seemed to be recalling a tragic past.