Chapter 1202 Beautiful as a Flower

The haunted house that was once eerie and covered with vines has been renovated. From the outside, the bays don’t seem to be much different, but the depth seems to have expanded a lot. There are still all kinds of vegetation growing around, shrouding a mysterious and weird atmosphere.

Coupled with the large newly built cemetery on the mountainside, even on a sunny day, it can send a chill down the spine.

Feng Xinglang didn't like these vines that were too aggressive. I always feel that they are blockers that prevent sunlight from penetrating into hazy places.

The wooden house halfway up the mountain was empty, so Feng Xinglang rushed here directly.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was talking in detail with the tired Wei Kang. Seeing Feng Xinglang walking in, the two stopped talking and looked at him.

"Wei Kang, there are things your master likes in the trunk! Go and move them in! Handle them with care! They cost me a lot of money."

While Feng Xinglang ordered Wei Kang, he walked over to Cong Gang and sat down on the wicker chair in front of him.

I took a quick look around and saw that the simple gray tones looked lifeless; this fit perfectly with Cong Gang's personality.

"President Feng Da still needs a little money to buy flowers and plants?" Cong Gang snorted.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes that were looking around and narrowed his eyes at Cong Gang, "How did you know that I wanted to give you flowers and plants? Did a dog sniff it out?"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned his head and ignored him.

"You said that you, a grown man, actually like to raise these delicate flowers and plants? Your hobby is, to put it nicely, a taste of gentleness; to put it worse... you are mentally unsound!"

Feng Xinglang couldn't understand that a man would spend so much of his life serving flowers and plants.

Just to admire the beauty of orchids in bloom? fragrant?

"Then what interests and hobbies do you think a man must have to be mentally sound?"

Cong Gang took a sip of tea and asked Feng Xinglang leisurely.

"There are too many!"

Feng Xinglang stretched his limbs and rested his two strong legs on the edge of the table in front of Cong Gang, "Money, beauties...carpe diem!"

Cong Gang didn't refute Feng Xinglang. Because they probably can't talk about this topic together. It's useless to talk too much.

"I'm here to thank you!"

Feng Xinglang retracted his legs and sat upright, "Those three pots of precious orchids are just a token of appreciation!"

"When did Mr. Feng get into such tacky politeness?" Cong Gang asked quietly.

"I'm here to thank you sincerely! Just accept everything!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "Stop talking to me in such a shady manner! I'm tired!"

"Then I reluctantly accepted it!"

Cong Gang glanced at the three pots of orchids that Wei Kang had brought in, and said indifferently: "Although these three pots of orchids are... very bad!"

Feng Xinglang glanced back subconsciously and felt that the three pots of orchids were lush and eye-catching. What was wrong with them?

Feng Xinglang, who had little research on orchids, did not continue this boring topic with Cong Gang.

"Cong Gang, I'm really curious: How did you track down Xing San and avoid being discovered by him?"

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively. He always felt that Cong Gang had too many secrets, and sometimes he was so weird that he didn't look like an earthling.

"What, you want to learn from me?" Cong Gang smiled faintly.

Feng Xinglang leaned over and came closer, "It's enough to have you as a ready-made slave for me to use!"

Cong Gang didn't answer. Feng Xinglang has been so self-righteous and arrogant for more than a day or two.

"My brother must thank you in person! Arrange a time for my brother to be the host and you to go to a banquet! If I give you some money as a reward, you accept it, which is considered to have accepted my brother's sincerity!"

Feng Lixin had been nagging for the past two days, so Feng Xinglang had to come forward to make an appointment with Cong Gang.

"Your brother is much more conscientious than you. At least he knows how to repay gratitude!"

Cong Gang didn't need Feng Lixin's thanks. The reason why he helped Feng Lixin find his daughter was entirely because of Feng Xinglang.

"What a thank you!"

Feng Xinglang choked Cong Gang, "When I rescued you from Chinatown, I was waiting for you to repay your gratitude!"

"Feng Xinglang, please stop talking about the same nonsense over and over again!"

Cong Gang hummed slightly, "I don't owe you anything anymore!"

"You don't owe me anything if you say you don't owe me! Even your life is mine! You can only be used by me in this life! You no longer enjoy freedom, do you understand?"

This was the way Feng Xinglang had always bullied Cong Gang.

Cong Gang is defined as a slave from the bottom of his heart!

And he is still a slave who will never be able to stand up again!

"Feng Xinglang, your attitude seems like you are here to thank me?"

Cong Gang was not annoyed either. If he really annoyed him, he would have probably been annoyed to death by Feng Xinglang many times.

"Why, give you some color, you really want to use it to open a dyeing room!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "Be your slave, this is a very promising career!"

Wei Kang's clenched fists creaked as he watched Feng Xinglang's sports car drive away.

"Boss, you can really keep your composure! You've made me kill Feng Xinglang many times!"

"It's not worth it to make yourself angry with what a ruffian said..."

Cong Gang hummed in response and leaned over, carefully admiring the three pots of orchids that Feng Xinglang personally sent.

He knew that these three pots of orchids were not made by Feng Xinglang, but he had this intention, and that was enough!

…

"Uncle, can Tuantuan wear this hairpin to school tomorrow?"

What made Xueluo sigh was: in the past two days, Feng Tuantuan was not sad because of the death of his biological mother Lan Youyou. Instead, he happily called her "uncle" and pestered his son Lin Nuo and her.

"Well, this pink hairpin looks best when worn in bunches!"

Xueluo carefully put the pink hairpin on the little cutie.

"Really? I'll go show Brother Nuonuo."

Putting on the hairpin, Feng Tuantuan happily trotted towards Lin Nuo, who was playing with Transformers.

"Brother Nuonuo, look at Tuantuan. Does it look good?"

"Play aside! Don't interrupt me assembling the Super Sentai!"

Lin Nuo didn't even raise his head.

"Brother Nuonuo, just take a look at Tuantuan... Just take a look! Tuantuan will wear this pink hairpin to school tomorrow."

"Are you annoyed?"

Lin Nuo finally raised his head and glared at Feng Tuantuan with disgust, "Why are you so dressed up? I'm going to be chased and kissed by a bad boy again! Don't come to me and cry!"

"That Tuantuan won't be wearing this hairpin tomorrow! Just tie her hair in two little pigtails!"

Seeing that Brother Nuonuo didn't like her wearing this pink hairpin, the little cutie pulled it off and threw it away.

What a woman who pleases herself!

Feng Xinglang told Mo Ranran: There is nothing to do these days, including the two children, and she does not need to take care of them; her only task is to keep an eye on Feng Lixin.

Originally, Noila Mo didn't want to agree. Because she felt that it was reasonable for her husband to be sad for a period of time after his wife died! Besides, she didn't want to guard Feng Lixin every day like a prisoner.

But when he heard that Feng Xinglang said that his elder brother Feng Lixin might commit suicide due to depression due to Lan Youyou's death, Mo Ranran was horrified, and she followed Feng Lixin's every word and deed closely every day.

No matter how vicious Lan Youyou was and how unjustly she died, she was still his wife Feng Lixin and the biological mother of his daughter Feng Tuantuan.

Feng Lixin arranged a small room in the villa next door to worship Lan Youyou.

When Feng Lixin came out of the small room, he saw Mo Ranran waiting outside the door, yawning profusely.

"Ran Ran, you don't have to look at me so hard every day..."

"Tuan Tuan just lost her biological mother. I can't just watch her lose her biological father! It's okay for me to work hard."

Noila Mo handed the windbreaker in her arms to Feng Lixin and put it on.

"It was Xinglang who asked you to stare at me like this every day, right? Why did he lie to you? That I would commit suicide because of Lan Youyou's death?"

Noila Mo nodded heavily.

"Do you really believe it?"

Feng Lixin smiled bitterly, "Do you think I would do something stupid like commit suicide with Tuan Tuan around?"

"That's not possible! I always feel that you have been holding it in your heart these days... hiding it... suppressing yourself!"

"It's not as complicated as you think!"

Feng Lixin let out a sigh of relief, "Even for the sake of Tuantuan, I will go on with her!"

After a slight pause, Feng Lixin turned his head and looked at Mo Ranran, "Ranran, actually, I'm quite relaxed these days...really!"

"……Relax?"

Noila Mo was startled and raised her hand and waved it several times in front of Feng Lixin's eyes, "Brother Lixin, are you really depressed?"

"Ran Ran, you don't understand... That is a kind of relief! A relief deep in the soul!"

Feng Lixin raised his head and looked at the starry sky dotted with stars, "I think my daughter and I will definitely be happy tomorrow!"

"Brother Lixin, it's great that you think so! I really want to see the gentle, positive and life-loving young master Feng Lixin of the Feng family!"

Noila Mo was so excited that she almost clapped her hands.

"You don't have to follow me every day now, right?" Feng Lixin asked.

"That's not okay!"

Noila Mo stepped forward and took Feng Lixin's arm, "Who knows whether you are telling the truth or not! Wait until the three-month danger period has passed!"

"..." Feng Lixin froze for a moment.

He wanted to pull away Noila Mo's hand holding his arm, but he seemed unable to reject her sincere and caring heart.

After spending three days resting with her two children at the Feng family, Xueluo went to GK Ventures to report in full spirit.

Thinking of something, Xueluo asked her husband Feng Xinglang warmly, "Xinglang, Nina said that she has found a beautiful new secretary for you. I wonder if you are satisfied with it, President?"

"I haven't met anyone yet! But I can always rest assured when Nina does things! She will only help me exploit more surplus value!"

Full of big capitalist tone!

"What, are you feeling psychological pressure?"

Feng Xinglang raised his lips and asked the thoughtful woman beside him with a smile.

"What you have: the only qualification to climb into the CEO's bed is enough to crush all competitors who want to covet your husband! You must have this confidence!"