YM778.TV Chapter 1572
Feng Xinglang led Miyamoto Wentuo and just as he was about to enter the Yulong City\'s VIP room, Xing Shiwu ran over.
Feng Xinglang very naturally opened his arms wide and lifted Xing Shiwu who was rushing over off the ground.
The whole action was very natural and smooth. It was the gesture of a father pampering his son."My son\'s name is Fifteen." Feng Xinglang handed Xing Shiwu over to Miyamoto Wentuo.
"Fifteen?" "What an interesting name!"
Miyamoto Wentuo should like children, because he wanted to reach out and touch the little guy\'s small hands.
But Xing Shiwu just twisted his body and used his arms to hug his father\'s neck, avoiding Miyamoto Wentuo\'s touch.
Even if it was just a double, it wasn\'t something that a random person could touch just by looking at it.
Miyamoto Wentuo awkwardly retracted his hand.
"Sorry, Mr. Miyamoto, I spoiled this little thing! It\'s kind of rude! "
Feng Xinglang indulged Xing Shiwu\'s willfulness. And Xing Shiwu\'s actions, were even more similar to the arrogant son of the president.
"It\'s okay, it\'s okay! Your son has a lot of personality! "It\'s also very cute!"
As a reputable investment figure in the Japanese financial world, Miyamoto Wentuo naturally wouldn\'t argue with a willful child.
"Lang …"
Yan Bang\'s powerful magnetic call came from the end of the corridor. Feng Xinglang was chatting with a dwarf.
When he looked at Yan Bang, his eyes were very bright."This is?"
Since Feng Xinglang was laughing and talking to this short guy, Yan Bang also gave him face and asked.
"President Yan, you truly have forgotten your benefactor. Mr. Miyamoto really admires you! "
The one who answered was actually Feng Xinglang. And it was the leisurely evil Feng Xinglang.
Only then did Yan Bang remember that guy who hummed a small tune while slapping the table, whom he had met on his trip to Tokyo with Feng Xinglang.
"Please forgive me for my intrusion, President Yan."
Miyamoto Wentuo slightly bent his body and extended his hand of friendship towards Yan Bang. Seeing that he was Feng Xinglang\'s important customer, Yan Bang shook hands with him in a gentlemanly manner."Baotou, invite Mr. Miyamoto to the VIP lounge to rest and eat."
Tonight, Yan Bang specially prepared a favorite seafood meal for Feng Xinglang. He obviously didn\'t want Miyamoto Wentuo to be short and ruin the atmosphere."Mr. Miyamoto, do you mind if we just have a simple meal?"
Feng Xinglang passionately invited Miyamoto Wentuo to dinner with him and Yan Bang. Since the guests were already at the house, there was no reason for the guests to look for food on their own.
"Then I\'ll accept it!"It seems that Miyamoto Wentuo had learnt a lot of Chinese words before he came to Shen City.
Yan Bang was extremely unhappy!
Today\'s seafood feast was flown in from the seafood kingdom of Norway and Japan. What was so exciting about this short wintermelon!
As the adults greeted him politely, Xing Shiwu hugged Feng Xinglang\'s neck and whispered into his ear.
"Father, Mother said that Celeste will take action tonight. She told you to be careful! But don\'t let Celeste\'s men catch you too easily! "
Feng Xinglang was slightly startled in her heart: What should have come, was finally expected by him!
These days, Feng Xinglang had been wanting to have Celeste\'s men capture him within minutes.After torturing his mind and willpower for such a long time, Feng Xinglang had had enough!
It was better to have pain than to have pain. Perhaps that was the reason!
If he had done so earlier, he would have been able to get together with his wife and children earlier! Feng Xinglang really missed his wife and children too much.
On the surface, Feng Xinglang was still chatting happily with Miyamoto Wentuo.It was just a pity: If Miyamoto Wentuo was not careful and got destroyed by Celeste\'s men, then the milk powder money would have to come back to the next house!
"President Yan, stay in this VIP private room! It\'s very spacious and comfortable, it suits Mr. Miyamoto\'s noble identity!
Originally, Yan Bang was unwilling to bring Miyamoto Wentuo to his living quarters;Of course, this VIP lounge was not as luxurious or as comfortable as the restaurant used by Yan Bang.
"President Feng is too polite!" Miyamoto Wentuo said gratefully.
Feng Xinglang led the way while carrying Xing Shiwu. After kissing the little guy, he lowered his voice and asked, "How\'s your mommy doing?"
"Mommy told you not to worry about her. She would think of a way to make Celeste\'s men capture her. She also said, I\'ll see you later at Celeste\'s place! "
The little fellow had been tenderly hugging Feng Xinglang\'s neck, father and son whispering amongst each other. He looked more like a child in the midst of his father\'s coquetry.
"Be good, you have to be careful when you\'re fifteen. Try not to resist. Don\'t let them hurt you! Do you understand? "
"Fifteen knows!" Dad, you have to be careful too! "The little guy snuggled up to Feng Xinglang\'s neck, and was exceptionally docile and sensible.
Yan Bang did not avoid Miyamoto Wentuo\'s gaze, and as usual, helped Feng Xinglang open the coconut crab\'s leg. It was always Yan Bang who personally served Feng Xinglang when she ate seafood dishes, so it was natural that it would not be an exception today. He did not think much of Miyamoto Wentuo.
But when Yan Bang obtained the complete crab leg meat, he fed it to Xing Shiwu.
"Fifteen, thank you Uncle Yan."
Feng Xinglang used this kind of method to dissolve Yan Bang\'s overly attentive actions.
"Thank you, Uncle Yan!" The little guy was quite meek.
Yan Bang only raised his thick eyebrows, and did not answer.
"President Yan, don\'t keep eating for my son … Mr. Miyamoto came all the way here, so you should try your best to act as your host! "Feng Xinglang took a glance outside the room. In order to make it easier for him to be discovered by Celeste\'s men as soon as possible, he decided to have the waiter at the side open the door to the private room.
"Please do as you wish, Mr. Miyamoto."No matter what, he was still the boss of the Yulong City, Yan Bang was not \'enthusiastic\' enough to give a short and thwarted investment customer a crab leg.
With just one sentence, he managed to get away with it.
"Come, 15, let Father Yan hug you!"
Seeing that Xing Shiwu was still in Feng Xinglang\'s embrace, Yan Bang spread out his hands wanting to pull him away."No need, it\'s fine with my dad!"
Tonight, the little guy was especially attached to Feng Xinglang\'s embrace.
Perhaps he knew that after he completed his mission, it was very likely that he would be sent back to the villa to train, and he would never be able to see Feng Xinglang again.
Unless he had the chance to become the most outstanding child amongst them, then he would have the qualifications to become the foster son, and thus would be able to meet Feng Xinglang, this temporary father who had only been him for a few days.
Even after dinner, there was no movement from outside the room.
Could it be that they felt that the opportunity wasn\'t ripe enough and wanted to continue waiting?