Chapter 1841 Youthful Love Letter 46

The father and son sat in rows on the children's bed and analyzed possible candidates for this godfather.

Even cannon fodder father and son like Fang Yiyan and Shen Liancheng were discussed!

"My father and my son feel that if Mommy can hand over Chongchong brother to this person, this person must be a man who makes Mommy feel particularly safe."

"What makes you feel so safe? That's what your mother takes for granted! How can he feel more secure than me, my biological father?"

Feng Xinglang actually agreed with his son's words. I also know that my wife is not such a blind woman. He wouldn't even take the safety of her and his children to get angry with him. But after the words came out, they no longer sounded so pleasant.

After all, in front of his husband and biological father, saying that another man is more secure, isn't it a denial of him as a husband and father?

But the little guy was silent. He looked like he was thinking about something seriously.

"Nono, do you think it could be... Xing Twelve?"

The reason for this question is that Feng Xinglang had heard Xing Twelve say more than once that he wanted to adopt Chongchong as his adopted son.

"It's definitely not Lao Twelve's! Lao Twelve has a treacherous heart but no courage!"

Lin Nuo immediately denied the speculation of his biological father Feng Xinglang, "If my adoptive father finds out, his skin will be peeled off!"

"Is it possible that it's an acquiescence between Lao Twelve and your mother?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Impossible! How could my mommy be so easy to coax! Besides, with how unreliable Lao Twelve is, how could my mommy fall in love with him!"

Regarding Xing Twelve, the child Lin Nuo was directly excluded.

But Feng Xinglang kept in his mind the possibility that Xing Twelve Hui would be the godfather of his younger son as his wife said. After all, Xing Twelve had such a motive.

"Then...could it be that guy Zuo Anyan?" Feng Xinglang asked next.

"Then it's even more impossible! The guy named Zuo is so low, how can he feel safe? Besides, isn't he still feeding goats in that extremely poor place!"

The little guy felt that his biological father was probably too worried about his little brother Chongchong who was lost by his mother, so he included losers like Zuo Anyan.

"But my dear father, I really can't think of anyone else in Shencheng who would dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf and be the godfather of my son, Feng Xinglang!"

Yan Bang? It has long been ruled out. Because when Yan Bang held the dagger against his neck, his wife saw it with her own eyes.

It's even less likely to be Bai Mo's...

Suddenly, child Lin Nuo turned his head, looked at his biological father thoughtfully, and asked in a low voice:

"Dad, do you think Mommy left Brother Chongchong in the villa of Big Caterpillar in Qibei Mountain City?"

The little guy's question made Feng Xinglang frown involuntarily. Because he had thought so too.

"...But your mommy can't open that door."

First, the door must be opened so that the mother and son can enter the villa. There is no way a woman would leave her little son outside alone.

"That door can't be opened only by your own father!" the little guy retorted.

"What do you mean to say: That guy Cong Gang faked his corpse?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes.

"Maybe it was Wei Kang and the others who opened the door for Mommy and Chongchong? Maybe the big caterpillar is still alive?"

This is what the little guy has been looking forward to.

"My dear son, you are really imaginative!"

Feng Xinglang gently stroked his son's little head, then stood up and said, "Daddy is going out for a trip. You can go to mommy's room to sleep. It would be best if you can help your dad find out the whereabouts of your Chongchong brother. Your mommy really doesn’t want to tell her, so don’t embarrass her too much!”

"Dad, are you going to the big caterpillar? My son is going too!"

The little guy immediately jumped up from the bed and hung on his father's arm.

"Definitely not! My father is looking for brother Chongchong, and you have to take care of mommy! If brother Chongchong is not found, mommy is also lost, so we, father and son, will be busy again!"

Not only is it busy, but it is also quite annoying. A woman's pride seems to have reached another new level.

Although the little guy was a little unhappy, he still stayed at home obediently. After his biological father came downstairs, he immediately ran towards mommy's room.

But he saw Mommy, who had lost her brother Chongchong, soundly asleep. No worries at all.

Seeing the second young master working all day, and now going out early in the morning to look for the second young master of the Feng family who was hidden by the second wife out of anger and refused to reveal his whereabouts, Housekeeper Mo felt distressed and angry.

Of course, the one who felt distressed was the second young master Feng Xinglang, while the target of irritation was the second wife Lin Xueluo.

It was he who went to Xia's house to pick up the second wife. At that time, the second wife was gentle, virtuous, kind and benevolent. She put the overall situation first in everything, and would only accept it even if she was wronged. But what about the second wife now? He is so willful that there is almost no trace of virtue or virtue in him.

But the second young master doted on her more and more!

I really don’t understand the feelings between these young people!

…

Qibei Mountain City in the deep winter in the early morning is not only weird, but also has a hint of coldness that penetrates into the bones.

Feng Xinglang dismissed Xing Shishi, who was guarding outside the Feng family, and drove over alone.

He knew that even Cong Gang, who had swindled his body, would not like outsiders stepping into his territory.

A beam of light similar to a searchlight occasionally flashed across the mountain forest, making the cold night even more eerie and eerie.

Feng Xinglang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, driving alone in this deserted place, he was really panicking.

Feng Xinglang felt all kinds of headaches when he thought of his wife who was so pretentious and willful that she refused to reveal the whereabouts of her youngest son.

He also believed that his wife would not put his youngest son in danger, but as a biological father, he really couldn't sleep peacefully.

The sleepiness of his biological clock hit him, so Feng Xinglang opened the car window and let the bone-chilling cold wind blow in, stinging his cheeks like a knife. This would wake him up a lot.

"Cong Gang, if you really can swindle corpses, then show up and help me find my son!"

Facing the dark forest and cemetery, Feng Xing roared loudly.

The cold wind froze his words and shattered them into pieces, with a hoarse choking sound.

A violent and irritating cough almost made Feng Xinglang lose his grip on the steering wheel; fortunately, he stepped on the brakes, which slowed the car down a lot. He almost rushed down the hillside and had a car crash, killing everyone.

Feng Xinglang was obviously sulky after opening the damn smart door.

Even though Cong Gang had been dead for two years, Feng Xinglang was used to venting his anger on him.

But whether this time he was expressing his anger for no reason remains to be said for another time!

"Cong Gang! Are you hiding my son again?"