Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me -
Chapter 1033
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Chapter 1033 - No more children
Of course, a man who had been abandoned by a woman was in a bad mood.
However, at this time, someone who didn't know his place suddenly made a disturbing call.
Feng Xinglang had already woken up, but due to some sort of morning phenomenon, he just lied down on the ground and rested.
The lady whispered a few words into the ears of the sleepy Feng Xinglang before he left.
The person who called to disturb his dream was Xia Zhengyang.
He had rushed to the Yulong City early in the morning to pick up his son Xia Yihua, but he didn't expect that he would not even be able to meet him in person.
Because the company had to socialize, Xia Zhengyang could still be considered a regular customer of the Yulong City.
To negotiate a business deal in the Yulong City would reveal the financial strength of the company and would also be hidden.
But Xia Zhengyang had never been able to enter the backyard of the Yulong City. He had been stopped by the internal security officer, of course it was within his expectations.
Xia Zhengyang explained his purpose for coming here. The Security Captain left behind a sentence of "Wait here first" and made Xia Zhengyang wait an entire hour.
An hour later, the captain of the security guards slowly came back from the backyard where Youyou was.
"Our President Yan said that this person was sent by Second Master Feng. Of course, Second Master Feng has to take him away!"
"Second Master Feng? Feng Xinglang? I'll call him right away. "
Thus, Xia Zhengyang, who had been left outside for more than an hour, had no choice but to give Feng Xinglang a call.
"Hmm?"
"Xinglang, I'll trouble you to give Yan Bang a call. He said that the painting was sent in by you and must be brought out by you. "
Xia Zhengyang's anxious voice came out of the phone.
Feng Xinglang's sword-like eyebrows knitted together, "It's already this early, you're already disturbing my President Yan's rest, is that alright?"
"It's getting late. It's almost 9 o'clock outside."
It was very obvious that Xia Zhengyang did not understand the meaning behind Feng Xinglang's words: Feng Xinglang was scolding him for disturbing his good dream.
It was just that at that time, Xia Zhengyang was a man who loved his children, how could he consider the fact that his phone call would make Feng Xinglang unhappy?
Furthermore, it was rumored that Yan Bang had that kind of hobby. He was really worried that his seventeen year old son would fall into Yan Bang's mouth.
Being able to bring his son out of Yulong City a minute earlier would allow him to avoid sixty seconds of danger.
"Although Xia Yihua was sent to the Yulong City by me, he is your biological son, not mine! If I do all the work, then wouldn't that mean you're nothing but a dad?! Sorry, I am only in charge of sending you off, not receiving you! "
With that, Feng Xinglang snapped his phone. Then he turned off his phone.
It was not that Feng Xinglang wanted to make things difficult for Xia Zhengyang on purpose. He just felt that since he went to the Yulong City with such a cool breeze, he wanted to fetch his son out. It seemed that he did not want to give Yan Bang any face at all.
He, Feng Xinglang, could be considered a brother to Yan Bang, and had him be willing to do things for him.
After all, Yan Bang was the leader of the Shen City! And he, Xia Zhengyang, was only an entrepreneur who had such a small amount of money.
Seeing that he could not get through to Feng Xinglang, Xia Zhengyang became even more anxious.
This Yulong City that was unfathomable was not one that Xia Zhengyang could barge into just because he wanted to.
What's more, he still had his son as a good bargaining chip!
"Feng Xinglang this kid, he even picked up Qiao Qiao?!"
Xia Zhengyang bit his lips and snorted.
He couldn't enter, he couldn't charge in, he couldn't charge in. What could he do?
It seemed that Xia Zhengyang was even more nervous about his son Xia Yihua's situation in the Yulong City! Subconsciously, he had to worry: Had he sent his son into a den of wolves?
Xia Zhengyang thought about his niece, Lin Xueluo.
Early in the morning, Xueluo went to the hospital to visit Yuan Duoduo and her mother.
As for not being able to make it last night, Xueluo still felt guilty about it. However, when she thought that the Gentleman Bai would definitely take good care of Yuan Duoduo, he was not too worried.
Originally, Yuan Duoduo wanted to call Xueluo over because she had never been able to let go of the fact that Sister Yue took care of her without privacy. And the milkman had pressed her a little painfully, physically and mentally.
Without his mother to take care of him, the uncomfortable Yuan Duoduo suddenly thought of Xueluo.
"Xueluo, why did you just arrive? You are a man who values his beauties over his friends! Didn't you say that Nuonuo went back to England with his grandfather? Can't you leave your man and come to the hospital with me for a few days? "Please!"
When Yuan Duoduo saw Xueluo, she was about to cry.
"Aren't you being sentimental? "You're about to be treated like an empress, and you're still making noise out of good intentions?!"
Xueluo played with the two tender and cute girls in the crib, filled with affection, that was clearly visible from her words.
"You must know that when I gave birth to Nuonuo, I was alone in a foreign land, and even wanted to face the overbearing, selfish, and autocratic devil of the Hetun … "Let's not talk about it. Speak too much and all of them will shed tears!"
Unable to distinguish which one was Doudou, or which one was Yaya. Xueluo randomly picked one up, and rubbed her face against it.
"Are you Doudou, or are you Yaya? "Aunt is holding you. Do you like Auntie?"
"I don't like it!"
Yuan Duoduo snorted in dissatisfaction, "Those five years were not so well spent either! From time to time, I would get harassed in the middle of the night by an alcoholic from your family, causing all of the aunties and uncles in the district to think that your Feng family's Ruffian was having an affair with me! Behind my back, people were secretly discussing my private life! "Who did I offend!"
"You've figured it out: The one making a ruckus is Feng Xinglang, not me, Lin Xueluo! Right, Doudou? Or Yaya? "
Xueluo brought the baby in her arms to the side of Yuan Duoduo's bed and asked curiously: "Duo Duo, do you recognize yourself which one is Doudou and which one is Yaya? What about cards? "Why don't you have a hand?"
"Of course! If even I, the mother, can't recognize him, then there probably isn't a second person in this world who can! "
Yuan Duoduo said with a little arrogance, "But I won't tell you either!"
"Heh, look at how beautiful you are! He was going to be cocky! They are your daughters. I don't need to tell them apart! From now on, I'll call them bean sprouts. Isn't that so, little bean sprout? "
Xueluo genuinely liked it.
"Xueluo, it's been more than a year since you've returned, right? Nuonuo is also six years old, you can have another daughter now. "
"Birth as you say? I still need to get pregnant! "
Xueluo casually said.
"Can't bear it? What do you mean? Didn't your family's hoodlum work hard! Every time I call you, it's either in my arms or in my arms; you two do a lot of this work! How could I not be able to get pregnant! "
"I don't know. I think it's that runaway child … "
Xueluo wanted to say something, but stopped in her tracks.
"Xueluo, don't think too much. I lost a child, too, but in two or three months. And she's pregnant again, and she's a twin! "
Yuan Duoduo comforted Xueluo. With the healthy birth of the twin daughters, that dark memory had been erased quite a bit.
In other words, if Xueluo wanted to walk out from that painful shadow and conceive a child, it was undoubtedly the best medicine to forget the past.
But Xueluo seemed to have a bad premonition: she felt like she really couldn't bear to bear a child anymore!
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