Chapter 1347 A Different Kind of Warmth

Being so excited by his son seemed to arouse Feng Xinglang's interest.

He also really wanted to know: Which pot of orchids that Cong Gang, the mysterious guy, would like!

"Then what shall we bet on?"

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at the excited little guy.

"If the big caterpillar likes my pansies, then you lose! If you lose, you must go with me to Peterburg to visit my adoptive father!"

I thought that the little guy would scratch his head and think about it for so long, but he didn't expect that the little guy would blurt it out.

This bet... seems to be somewhat beyond Feng Xinglang's expectations! He really didn't expect his son to make such a request.

It did not dampen the little thing's filial piety towards Hetun, and Feng Xinglang's lips curled up slightly.

"But what if Cong Gang likes my Mo Lan? Doesn't that mean you lose?"

"Well...that means I lose! If I lose...I will listen to you! Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

The little guy is on the right track. If he loses, he loses, and if he wins, he wins. He admits his bet and accepts his defeat.

"Well...my dad hasn't thought of it yet!"

Feng Xinglang really didn't expect that there was anything the little guy had to do. He doesn't like forcing his children to do things they don't like. Even if the little guy sometimes made some principled mistakes, Feng Xinglang would close his eyes for a while if he could.

"If I lose, I will study hard and listen to mommy!"

The little guy helped his biological father Feng Xinglang put forward the conditions, "How about trying to be a good son?"

"Study hard and be obedient. These are what you should do, okay? Can this also be a condition?"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "I'll just owe it to you now! I'll ask for it from you later when my father has made up his mind!"

"You sound like you will win..." the little guy muttered, "Dad, you will definitely lose! Just wait and see!"

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I have to admire that Cong Gang has a body that is stronger than steel.

After only a few days, he was able to stand up.

In fact, it can't be said that he is 'able', but that Cong Gang forced himself to stand up.

If you were to seal someone off, you would probably stay in bed for ten days and a half, maybe even in March or May. He is used to others treating him like an uncle.

And in this world, since some people are willing to be uncles, there are also people who are willing to serve uncles.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer!

"Boss, Feng Xinglang and his son are here."

"What are they doing here again?" Cong Gang frowned slightly, "Just say I'm not here!"

"The father and son, each holding a pot of orchids... look quite silly!"

This Wei Kang is much better at doing errands than that dull-witted fourth-year-old Yanawa. Obviously, he felt that it was a pity that the Boss did not meet the silly Feng Xinglang and his son.

In fact, Wei Kang wanted Boss to relieve his overly depressed and dull mood.

Whether it's good or bad, it can stir up waves in Cong Gang's ordinary life.

This is what Wei Kang wants to achieve!

To put it in a layman’s terms, it means letting the Boss have some fun and tease Feng Xinglang and his son! Anyway, idle is idle.

But he really missed it!

It’s really not certain who is teasing whom!

"Big Caterpillar...Big Caterpillar...I'm here to see you!"

The little guy ran in happily holding the pot of Phalaenopsis he chose for Cong Gang.

Before Yannava received the command to refuse, he acquiesced to the intrusion of Feng Xinglang and his son.

Perhaps he felt that the father and son, each holding a pot of orchids, did not look like they were here to cause trouble!

A pot of orchid, plus a ceramic flowerpot, is a little heavy; if you have to hold it and run upstairs, it is still a bit difficult for a 7-year-old child.

Thinking of something, the little guy turned back from the stairs and handed the orchid in his hand to his father, Feng Xinglang.

"My dear father, please hold the two pots of flowers together! This way the big caterpillar can't tell who has chosen whom! It's fair to you! My dear son will make you convinced that you lose!"

"..."

Sure enough, he is Feng Xinglang's biological son! That little mind is not ordinary sharp and wise.

Looking at the little guy's serious look, Feng Xinglang was really happy, "You still want me to be so convinced that my father will lose? You're still a little bit immature!"

"Hmph! It's not certain who is more tender than the other!"

The little guy cast a look of contempt and hurriedly ran upstairs alone.

"Big Caterpillar... Big Caterpillar, I'm here to see you!"

The little guy rushed into the bedroom on the second floor in one breath; Cong Gang, who was still standing just now, was already lying on the bed.

"Big Caterpillar, I'm here to see you..."

The little guy leaned over to the bed, leaned over and hugged Cong Gang's neck, and kissed him loudly on the cheek, "Good morning, big caterpillar!"

They are really father and son, they both like to kiss others so casually. Forget about this small one, this big one...

In fact, there are only a few people who can make a little guy take the initiative to kiss you!

The little guy is very picky. In his opinion: it should be an honor!

"Big Caterpillar, are you feeling better?"

The little guy pressed his forehead against Cong Gang's forehead, a kind of comfort that was so tender that it made people feel heart-warming.

"Well, much better." Cong Gang responded. The voice was a little hoarse.

Then, he saw Feng Xinglang, who was holding a pot of orchids in his left and right hands, looking towards him with gentle eyes.

right! That look can be called 'soft'! He should be looking at his own child!

"Big Caterpillar, look, what gift I brought you..."

The little guy waved to his father Feng Xinglang, "Dad, hurry up and bring Huahua to the big caterpillar!"

Under the little guy's command, Feng Xinglang placed the two pots of orchids on Cong Gang's bedside.

"Big caterpillar, do you like it?" the little guy asked excitedly.

Cong Gang nodded slightly, "Yeah, I like it."

I really can't tell whether I really like him or not, but by saying this, I can give the father and son a little face.

"Big Caterpillar, which pot do you like better?"

The little guy asked seriously. And I was still a little nervous looking forward to Cong Gang's answer.

Because if he wins, he can realize his second wish and fly to Pettburg with his biological father to see his injured adoptive father, Xing Laoba and the others.

"Ahem!"

Feng Xinglang, who was sitting on the wooden chair, coughed twice.

I don’t know if it’s because my throat is itchy? Still reminding someone, or warning someone.

The clever kid Lin Nuo certainly wouldn't let his bastard father threaten the big caterpillar, so he immediately rushed forward and covered his father Feng Xinglang's mouth tightly.

"Asshole dad, you cheated! Don't speak!"