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　　Chapter 587: Preparing yourself for behind-the-scenes -1

　　Feng Xinglang reclined on the GK Venture's sofa, thinking for an entire night.

　　It was very calm.

　　Feng Xinglang had stepped on the morning sun as he returned to the Feng Family.

　　Just like those days.

　　Feng Xinglang saw Feng Little Pet, who was sitting in front of a French window and grooming a Beautiful Little Dog in his arms.

　　The picture was filled with warmth and love.

　　Suddenly, a warm feeling flashed across Feng Xinglang's heart: So it turned out that after Feng Xiaoqiu left her biological uncle, he could still live a good life with her biological father.

　　Did he think that this world would stop spinning without him?

　　Or did he think that if the little thing left him, it would live a pitiful life without love?

　　None of them!

　　It looked like it was Feng Xinglang's own wishful thinking.

　　In this world, no matter who was missing, the Earth would still be spinning and spinning in the same way! "Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

　　That white, adorable, hairy Beautiful Little Milk Dog should have been raised in the Feng Family only a few days ago.

　　Feng Lixin had always been able to think of a lot of wondrous techniques to coax his daughter.

　　In the living room, Feng Xinglang did not see the Lan Youyou who was thrown back into the Feng Family after being played with by Xing San. However, looking at the tranquility of Little Princess Feng, her own mother Lan Youyou should not have died or died, she was still alive.

　　"Second Young Master, you're back."

　　The Nanny An walked up and offered up the cotton slippers for the always lazy Second Young Master Feng Xinglang.

　　"Let's go!"

　　But Feng Xinglang seemed to be too lazy to change it, and he nonchalantly threw a word towards Nanny An.

　　"Papa!"

　　When Feng Xiao Princess saw Feng Xinglang, she immediately beamed with joy and crawled up from the tatami in front of the window with her chubby body, then ran towards Feng Xinglang to hug him.

　　Judging from Little Princess Feng's lively and adorable appearance, she should have already gotten rid of the shadow of the little thing that was being thrown down from the cruise s.h.i.+p's horizontal pole. Seeing her father Feng Lixin's comforting work these past few days, she had done well.

　　Try not to leave a shadow on your daughter's young heart.