Chapter 1339 The Son Pays Back His Debt to the Father

As Wei Kang said:

Whether you can see Cong Gang's face depends entirely on Cong Gang's mood!

If he wants you to see him, you don't have to see him; if he doesn't want you to see him, you won't be able to see him even if you dig up the ground in Shanghai!

He can be so willful!

When Feng Xinglang arrived, Laosi Yannava was standing quietly by the door, as motionless as a sculpture. Only his eyes followed Feng Xinglang's movement. When Feng Xinglang came in, he didn't stop him.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Cong Gang's world is no longer quiet. His rest with his eyes closed was disturbed by Feng Xinglang's rampage with flames!

If Feng Xinglang can come at this time, he must have lost!

Lost to his son's insistent fuss!

"What, you're not dead yet?"

There was suppressed dissatisfaction and anger in Feng Xinglang's low and stern voice.

Cong Gang was silent. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to the furious Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang like this would only mess around with him.

"Blackmailing a 7-year-old child to take care of you? Oh, can you be any more despicable and shameless?"

Feng Xinglang hissed, every word tinged with rage.

Cong Gang narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Feng Xinglang faintly, and snorted tepidly: "So what?"

Feng Xinglang hated it the most, and even hated Cong Gang's tone of voice: he was so arrogant that it made people grit their teeth!

In anger, Feng Xinglang grabbed the skirt of Cong Gang's pajamas and asked, "What the hell do you want to do?"

Before Feng Xinglang could finish his words, someone struck him hard with a knife on his neck, making his whole arm tremble.

Then, his hands were tied behind his back by the old man, Yannava, and he couldn't move. The more Feng Xinglang struggled, the tighter Yanawa clung to him.

"Throw it out!"

Cong Gang said lightly. He didn't seem to have any annoyance, "Whenever you calm down, come and beg me again!"

The word 'beg' almost made Feng Xinglang furious.

"Cong Gang, if your mother dares to alienate the father-son relationship between me and Nuonuo, I will never let you go!"

Cong Gang turned sideways, glanced at Feng Xinglang who was struggling with strength, and murmured between his teeth: "Your son is much more affectionate and righteous than you! You are just a shameless scoundrel and bastard! Throw him out !”

The fourth son Yannava is not Wei Kang, he is so upright in everything he does: the boss asked him to throw Feng Xinglang out, and he actually threw Feng Xinglang forcefully out of the villa door.

I don’t know how to read people’s words or follow orders symbolically!

After being thrown out by Yan Nava, Feng Xinglang sat on the ground, then lit a cigarette and puffed away slowly.

The handsome face behind the smoke appears solemn!

Yannava couldn't tell what Feng Xinglang was thinking while sitting on the lawn, but judging from Feng Xinglang's expression, he should have calmed down.

About three minutes later, almost as long as a cigarette, Yanawa walked into Cong Gang's bedroom again.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang said that he has calmed down and wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you!"

Yanawa was so upright and stubborn; he would report whatever Feng Xinglang said.

Cong Gang raised his eyelids and said quietly: "Well, let him come in!"

Even Feng Xinglang, who was in a desperate state, had his own unique personal charm. Even though he was wearing a suit stained with grass clippings, he still looked tall and handsome.

"Fourth brother, you go out first. I have state secrets to discuss with your boss!"

Judging from the way Yanawa threw himself at him just now, it can be seen that his emotional intelligence is average; so Feng Xinglang randomly found an excuse to send him away.

"No! The second brother said that I must always stay by the boss's side! To prevent you from being a treacherous person like Feng Xinglang!"

These are indeed Wei Kang's exact words. It's just that Yanawa said it without concealment, no matter how hard he heard it, he deserved a beating.

"Which dick is it? Is it in your pants? Get out of here right now!"

Under Feng Xinglang's urging, Yanawa turned around and left after getting the boss's signal.

The bedroom became quiet again. It was so quiet that you could hear Feng Xinglang's slightly rough breath.

Feng Xinglang came over, sat down beside the bed, and looked at Cong Gang quietly.

Feeling Feng Xinglang's constant gaze, Cong Gang lowered his eyes slightly and turned his head to the side.

"Where is the injury? It must be serious, right? Otherwise, a person with such a good face like you wouldn't lie on the bed like this all the time!"

This voice of concern was particularly heart-warming; in conjunction with the gesture of concern, Feng Xing reached out to lift the air-conditioning quilt on Cong Gang's body.

But Cong Gang quickly grabbed his wrist!

"Speak to me! Don't touch me!"

It could be seen that Cong Gang was worried that Feng Xinglang would act randomly. And it's still the kind of random behavior regardless of the occasion. He had limited mobility, so it was a bit difficult to resist the arrogant and shameless Feng Xinglang.

"On behalf of my family, Nono, I would like to thank you for your great kindness! I have nothing to repay, but a check of 10 million is just a token of my gratitude!"

Feng Xinglang took out the exact check from last night and delivered it to Cong Gang.

Cong Gang didn't even take a glance, he just responded lightly: "Then let's pay for it first!"

"Owed? What do you mean?"

Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang seemed to have something in his words.

"Whenever your son can get rid of the entanglement and pampering of your biological father, it won't be too late to return this favor to me!"

Cong Gang spoke clearly and calmly, but when Feng Xinglang heard it, every word sounded strange.

"Cong Gang, do you want my son to bear your debt of gratitude for the rest of his life?"

Feng Xinglang couldn't calm down anymore, "You'd better stop it! Don't go too far!"

"It's natural to pay back debts! It's your own business if you dote on your son and don't care about payment and reward! What your son owes me, he must pay me back! I have no obligation to do these things for him for free!"

Cong Gang originally only wanted to educate little Lin Nuo through this matter, but now it seems that even the little guy’s biological father has also educated him!

Feng Xinglang fell silent. He stared quietly at Cong Gang's resolute but slightly restrained face.

After a long time, Feng Xinglang asked warmly: "Then what do you want my son to do in return? Mop the floor for you? Wash and cook? Pour tea and fold the quilt?"

"Then what do you think is the right way for me to call your son?" Cong Gang asked quietly.

"I know you worked hard...and you were injured!"

As Feng Xinglang said this, he began to take off his suit, and then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

Cong Gang subconsciously tugged on the air-conditioned quilt covering his body, "What do you want to do?"

"The son repays his debt to the father! My son is still a minor, so I will repay the favor he owes you!"

Feng Xinglang rolled up the sleeves on both arms, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? Wash and cook? Or shower and change clothes?"