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Feng family.

At this time, Feng Tuan Tuan had been questioned and had some resistance.

She hugged her little ears with both hands, squatted in the corner of the living room, and allowed Feng Lixin and Lin Nuo to ask questions, she just shook her head vigorously.

Little things don't understand: it's time to say what I've said, and I've answered so many times, what they have to keep asking!

"Xing Lang, Tuan Tuan seems to have some resistance ..."

Xue Luo came forward and stopped her husband Feng Xinglang who was approaching Feng Tuan Tuan.

"I saw."

Feng Xinglang slowed down. Judging from the state of Tuantuan shaking his head, if he continued to question at this time, he could not ask anything.

"Tuan Tuan knows nothing! Tuan Tuan doesn't want to say anything!"

The anxiety and panic in my heart were inspired, and the regiment repelled anyone's questioning.

"Since Tuantuan doesn't want to say anything, the uncle asks nothing! Well, come to the uncle and let the uncle hug."

Feng Xinglang explored one of his arms, trying to comfort the frightened Feng Tuan, but he didn't want a small thing to come out of his arm, and then he ran upstairs.

With a bang, the little thing locked himself in the princess's room.

The intrusive interrogations that everyone took turns to battle seemed to evoke the panic memories hidden by little things in the bottom of their hearts, and they became anxious and resistant. After being taken away from the Feng family by Xing Sandai for a month, he hidden a certain hidden danger in Xiaoxin's heart.

However, according to Feng Lixin's description and his son's recollection, the envelope and the photo did matter.

Feng Xinglang also believed that Yan Bang would not mistake him!

It's been a week, and the photos that were thrown into the trash can't be found.

However, the monitoring that will be covered in the kindergarten for a month can still be queried.

Feng Xinglang took his son Nono with Ba Song and rushed to the kindergarten.

According to the time provided by the little guy, the surveillance video of the day was quickly called up.

The surveillance video clearly showed that: near school, Tuantuan did take an envelope from her small schoolbag; it was supposed to be handed over to the teacher, but she opened the envelope and pulled it out of the envelope. a photo……

However, due to the problem of the monitoring angle, the photo was just obscured by the small head of Tuantuan; after zooming in and out, only the edges of the photo can be seen; it is not possible to determine who the person in the photo is. Then the little guy was thrown into the trash can.

Perhaps the only valuable information is that the photos are real, and the terrors are real!

Then the question came: Who put Yan Bang's photos in the small school bags? What is his purpose?

Feng Xinglang is not sure yet: Is the Yan State in the photo the Yan State before the accident? Or Yanbang after the accident?

If it is Yanbang after the accident ...

Feng Xinglang was a little excited!

Could it be that the dog thing is really alive?

But what about Yanbang before the accident?

Feng Xinglang calmed down: If it was Yan Bang before the accident, what's the point of sending this photo to the nieces? Just to scare little things?

Should not be so boring!

If this photo sender has some purpose, what is his purpose?

"Dad, is Dabangbang really alive?"

The children of Lin Nuo were also particularly excited. If Da Bangbang is really alive, it is really an exhilarating beauty.

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, holding his son in his arms.

"Nono, tell your dad, do you particularly want Dabangbang to live?"

I couldn't hear the profound meaning of Feng Xinglang's question, but I always felt that he seemed to have a deep sense of depth, which was a little confusing.

"Well! I really want to miss!" The little boy answered cheerfully.

Feng Xinglang smiled lightly from the corner of his lips. "Why do you want it? Tell your dad what's so good about Da Bangbang that makes my own son remember him so much?"

"I think Dabangbang is awesome ... and he also listens to my dad! It is good to have such an obedient friend!"

The little guy's evaluation of Yan Bang is still very positive. It seems that his requirements for Yan Bang are not very high.

"Do you think it's good that your dad has an obedient friend like Yan Bang?"

Feng Xinglang evoked a meaningful smile, as if recognizing the words of his own son.

"Well! Da Bangbang listens to his dad very well, and it's not bad for me! Although his Imperial City is not as big as Peteburg, he has a lot of fun and delicious food!"

It seems that small things still like Yanbang. At least not annoying. But it seems to prefer Yanbang's Imperial Dragon City.

"What about the big caterpillar? Is it annoying?"

Feng Xinglang asked abruptly. It seems a bit out of touch with that photo and Yan Bang's death.

"The big caterpillar is still very interested! But he ..."

"What's up with him?"

"Just not fun!"

"..."

It would be weird if Cong just had fun.

Feng Xinglang wanted to ask his son something, but he stopped talking.

"Let's go home! We must first find out from Yan Tuan's mouth whether Yan Bang is dead or alive!"

"Live! Tuan Tuan said Da Bangbang in the photo had his eyes open."

"Then make sure, this picture with eyes open is Yan Bang after the accident!"

These words from my father and father seemed to wake up the little Lin Nuo who was always excited. It seems to come to mind: The big Bang in the photo may also be the big Bang before the death!

"Dad, how can we be sure? Snot is stupid and asks her to answer only the same sentence."

The little guy felt more and more: Daddy's mind is still quite smart. Will think of problems he did not expect.

"Dads naturally have a way to do it!"

Feng Xinglang sat the little thing on his shoulder. "But you have to cooperate with your dad!"

"Certainly cooperate! Let's go, what does a dad need a son to do?"

"First of all, you have to appease Tuan Tuan's sister! Let her mood calm down first. Think of it yourself!"

"..." I thought? The little guy couldn't help it.

After returning Nono to Fengjia, Feng Xinglang did not stay, nor went upstairs to interrogate the group about Yan Bang; instead, he drove away from Fengjia and rushed to Yulong City.

...

It wasn't until Xia Yishu's call that Xue Luo had to leave for Xia's home to go to Xia Zhengyang's birthday party.

Xue Luo did not call her husband Feng Xinglang. She knew that Feng Xinglang was so busy with the photos that it was impossible for her to go to dinner with her.

Even her son Lin Nuo was so busy appeasing the unhappy group that she had no time to go to grandpa's house for dinner with her mum.

Snow had to go alone.

Without Fang Xinglang's accompany, I knew that Xia Zhengyang might be lost, but Xue Luo still came alone.

"Snow is falling ... hey, Xinglang? Why didn't he come?"

Aunt Wen Meijuan got up to meet her immediately, but when Feng Xinglang was not seen behind Xue Luo, the loss on that face was obvious.

"Xinglang has very important things to deal with."

Until the news of Yan Bang's surviving was confirmed, Xue Luo was also inconvenient to say more to Wen Meijuan.

"Yes, yes, for President Feng Li, time is money! Everything is more important than your uncle's birthday! You don't take pictures of his own face, do you have to touch the **** of wealth!"

The words were sour on pantothenic acid.

But Snowfall couldn't explain more. Even lowered his head like a child doing something wrong.

"My snow can come, I'm already very happy!"

Xia Zhengyang hugged Xue Luo lovingly, lowering his voice and whispering, "Xue Luo, don't listen to your aunt! She wants to marry her three daughters to Feng Xinglang!"

Xia Zhengyang's words were so straightforward and humorous that Xueluo could not help laughing.

"Sister Xue Luo, are you here? Come in and sit down, don't listen to my mother."

Xia Yishu trot forward and took hold of Xue Luo's hand; a casual white dress with gray dots on a white background was clean and plain.

I thought it was just a simple family dinner, but did not expect that Xia Zhengyang also invited some bosses of cooperative companies.

"Mrs. Feng ..."

As soon as the boss came forward politely and wanted to greet Xueluo, Xia Yishu quickly pulled her behind him.

"General manager, my sister Xueluo is not a businessman. And Mr. Feng loves her so much, even my sister Xueluo's little hand is reluctant to let other men touch it! It's jealous, that's a ruin . "

Knowing that Xue Luo didn't like socializing with businessmen, Xia Yishu immediately helped her out.

"Take the book, thank you." Xue Luo thanked.

"Thank you! I hate these profitable old men!"

Xia Yishu dragged Xue Luo directly to the room upstairs.

Although living in Xia's house for nearly two decades, Xue Luo rarely came into Xia Yishu's room. She has always protected her personal privacy.

The smoky-toned layout makes it less like a girl's bedroom.

"Sister Xue Luo, your grand lady, why are you whispering to Nina?"

Xia Yishu brought the dessert tray brought upstairs to Xueluo and ate a piece of cake.

Seems like a good girlfriend who talks extremely well.

"It's natural to get used to it! Maybe that's what I'm like ... I don't even think I'm whispering!"

If the snow falls, it is actually very connotative.

If we say that the character of Qiqi is not to be attributed to the cultivation of the Xia family?

Xia Yi's book pretended that he didn't understand anything, "But now you are the president's wife, and you should raise your eyebrows and exhale."

Xueluo just smiled, but didn't answer the topic; instead he asked: "By the way, I didn't see Yihua today?"

A little deliberately, Xue Luo immediately took the initiative to ask questions.

"Don't mention the prodigal thing! I lost more than 30 million in Zhengyang Group in one quarter, but my dad didn't even protect him from short sentences! He said that he should train him. Hehe ..."

Xia Yishu's sneer gave Xue Luo an inexplicable burst of chill.

"Sister Xue Luo, why don't you have a second child? Feng Xinglang, but Shencheng's financial crocodile, gave birth to ten or eight."

Snow fell for a moment, and smiled slightly: "I can't give birth!"