You want to see me tonight?

　　Yan Bang looked up at the furious Feng Xinglang, and grinned shamelessly.

　　"Without Old Chu, we can still find Old w.a.n.g and Old Zhang! As long as the conditions given are good enough, we will definitely find someone to work for us! "

　　Feng Xinglang looked at Yan Bang coldly, and ignored him.

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang was silent, Yan Bang began to persuade him with his carefree mode, "You said that this life is short, but who knows when it will turn into a game-over! We already have so much money, so we should be happy in the nick of time! "

　　Feng Xinglang slanted his eyes at Yan Bang, "You are about to live, then what about your son? Your son doesn't need to eat, nor do he need to spend money? "

　　Not knowing where the anger came from, Feng Xinglang said another harsh sentence, "A sc.u.m like you is not fit to be a child! It's better if you die early and reincarnate! "

　　"Come, come, come. First, take a sip of the fluffy chicken soup to nourish your stomach. That way, you'll have the strength to continue cursing!"

　　Yan Bang brought the bowl of soup to Feng Xinglang's side, and when he saw that Feng Xinglang did not accept it, he directly fed it to his lips.

　　Looking at Yan Bang's shameless and vexed look, Feng Xinglang really couldn't do anything about it.

　　Ever since Ye Jiinian had disappeared, Feng Xinglang had never been able to find a subordinate that could be considered a brother, and could also be used as a subordinate.

　　As for Basong, he was simply the same as his master, Cong Gang. He would only do things step by step, without any emotion at all!

　　And ever since Bai Mo had a pair of lovers, he didn't seem to have come out much either.

　　For an adult man with a successful career, the days are too bland and boring.

　　He didn't need to do it often. Occasionally, his heart would beat faster. It was still something he yearned for!

　　Feng Xinglang took the bowl and drank a spoonful, "Ban, take Wuyang back and live a good life! Think about Wuyang's future! "

　　"Then who is thinking for my future?"

　　Yan Bang set up the dining table that the chef had brought in, "A person who doesn't even have a future, how can he possibly think about the future of others? This child was created by you, so you must take responsibility until the end! "

　　"Yan Bang, why don't you f * * king ask for more? I spent so much money to get you out, I didn't want to see you look like you're living with your life on the line! "

　　Feng Xinglang smashed the soup bowl in his hand onto the desk, "Have you considered the feelings of our Xueluo after leaving the girl and child in my office to raise? You're conspiring with that Nina woman to destroy my family! Do you understand? "

　　Yan Bang was silent as he focused on eating.

　　It was only Wuyang's cry that broke the oppressive atmosphere.

　　"Little thing, you can't have smelled the fragrance of the dishes, right?"