Chapter 1682 Tossing with Love 10

The little guy was startled. He stared at Yan Bang with his eyes wide open, and the corners of his lips twitched stiffly:

"Da Bangbang...you, you must be kidding me!"

And Yan Bang's solemn and cold face showed no intention of joking with the little guy.

"Nono, Da Bangbang is not kidding you! Cong Gang is really dead! It was Wei Kang who sent Cong Gang's body for cremation. If you don't believe it, you can ask him to confirm it!"

Yan Bang spoke very calmly. Perhaps in his opinion, the little guy can already bear these facts.

"No, no! The big caterpillar won't die! The big caterpillar is so powerful, how could he die! You must be lying to me! The big caterpillar won't die! He is the most powerful! How could he die!"

The little guy, unwilling to accept this fact, retorted impatiently. A pair of tearful eyes were filled with tears.

Yan Bang didn't seem to expect that the little guy was so concerned about Cong Gang's life and death. This was quite beyond his expectation.

He always felt that I cared about Cong Gang's life and death, which made Yan Bang worried, but he didn't expect that his son would be the same.

Why is this Cong Gang so difficult for Feng Xinglang and his son to let go of? !

"This person... is bound to die! If he dies sooner or later, he will die!"

Yan Bang comforted him casually, "Cong Gang died a little early, but as the saying goes: die early and are born early! Maybe Cong Gang has been reincarnated in the president's house now!"

"No...the big caterpillar won't die!"

The little guy still kept saying, "If I don't want him to die, he won't die!"

Why do these words sound so familiar? It seems that his biological father Feng Xinglang also said similar things.

"Okay, Feng Linnuo, don't be stubborn! Just die after Cong Gang dies. You still have Dabangbang and me!"

Yan Bang bent over and lifted the little guy off the ground; but the little guy suddenly started crying.

"I don't want the big caterpillar to die...I don't want the big caterpillar to die..."

The little guy cried very sadly, with big tears streaming down his face, "Da Bang Bang, you must be lying to me! I hate you... I don't like you anymore! You are so annoying!"

No matter how much Yan Bang tried to persuade and comfort him, he couldn't stop the little guy from crying.

But Yan Bang never mentioned to the little guy from beginning to end: Cong Gang died trying to save his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

Without paying attention, the little guy ran away without paying attention to Yan Bang's shouts and the howls of Yan Wuchang's child.

The little guy rushed into the car and asked his cousin Xing Shisi to take him immediately to his father's GK Ventures.

When Lin Nuo arrived at GK Ventures, Feng Xinglang was talking with several managers in the project department.

The sound of the little guy pushing the door was loud enough for everyone in the office to hear.

"Dad, my son wants to ask you something...are you free now?"

Seeing his tearful son, Feng Xinglang seemed to have predicted something.

"My son needs to come to his father if he has something to do... Of course his father will be available at any time!"

Feng Xinglang sent away the project managers, knelt down and hugged the tearful little guy.

"Dad, Big Caterpillar...is he really dead?"

The little guy asked directly. Extremely sad and panicked, he just wanted to know the truth of the matter.

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows, stared deeply at his son's tear-stained face, and asked softly, "Who did you listen to?"

"What Dabangbang said! I went to find him and wanted him to take me to the Amazon to find the big caterpillar... But Dabangbang said that the big caterpillar was dead! Dear dad, is what Dabangbang said true? He You lied to me, right?"

Until this moment, the little guy still didn't want to believe the fact that Cong Gang was dead.

This Yan Bang!

But at this moment, Feng Xinglang had no intention of blaming Yan Bang.

Because of this matter, his son Nono will know about it sooner or later. He couldn't hide the little guy for long.

Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult to tell the little guy from Yan Bang's mouth rather than from him personally.

Feng Xinglang hugged his son tightly in his arms and gently rubbed the little guy's tearful cheek.

"Nono, the big caterpillar will always live in the heart of his father and his son, so the big caterpillar will not die!"

Feng Xinglang responded tactfully to his tearful son.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang! You lied to me again! You said the big caterpillar went to travel through the Amazon jungle..."

If you live in your heart, you will never die. The little guy doesn't buy it. He just wanted to know whether Cong Gang was dead or alive.

"Nono, daddy will take you to see the big caterpillar!" Feng Xinglang hugged his crying son.

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The mountain forest at noon, shrouded in sunlight, makes it even more profound.

The trees on the mountain are mostly evergreen broad-leaved forests, and only a few species of trees shed their leaves, making the entire mountain forest more concise and lively, with a strong sense of space.

Feng Xinglang stopped the car on the side of the road when he was still a few hundred meters away from Cong Gang's residence.

He held his son's little hand and walked slowly in the forest step by step.

"Nono, have you felt the presence of the big caterpillar?"

The little guy shook his head and asked with a cry: "Dad, the big caterpillar won't die, right? He is so powerful..."

Stepping on the dead branches and leaves in the forest, Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sky through the gaps in the trees.

"Nono, my father, like you, doesn't believe that the big caterpillar will die!"

"Then the big caterpillar must not be dead! My own son doesn't believe that the big caterpillar can die!"

But this way of self-deception did not last long, and the little guy suddenly started crying sadly again.

"Dad, can you please let the big caterpillar come back? My son really misses him!"

Facing his son's uncontrollable crying, Feng Xinglang's heart was twisted. He knelt down and gently stroked the tears from his son's cheeks.

"The big caterpillar will come back...we must be patient!"

"Dad, please let the big caterpillar come back now...My son really misses him so much! If it doesn't work, ask him to call me."

The little guy put his little head on his father Feng Xinglang's shoulder and cried even more sadly.

"Nono, he will be very happy that we think about and care about the big caterpillar like this!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's tearful cheek, "We will be grateful to have him in our lives; he will also be grateful to have us in his life!"

"Dad, my son just wants the big caterpillar to come back..."

The little guy couldn't understand what his biological father Feng Xinglang said was too profound, and he didn't want to hear it either. He just insisted on making trouble and wanted Cong Gang to come back and come back to him.

"Actually, the big caterpillar has always been there... and has never left!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son's cheek, "Did you hear that the big caterpillar is saying hello to us?"

The wind is blowing, blowing this mountain forest...