Chapter 1843 Youthful Love Letter 48

The winter morning is a bit desolate and has a cold and ruthless feeling.

A black business car drove slowly into the Feng family's villa courtyard and stopped steadily about fifty or sixty meters away from the courtyard.

The child Feng Chongchong snuggled tightly in Cong Gang's arms, occasionally raising his head to glance out the car window.

Feeling that parting was approaching, the little guy straightened his back, half-kneeling and wrapped his arms around Cong Gang's neck.

There is a warm atmosphere in the spacious business car. The little guy's baby-fat little face turned red with comfort.

"Xiao Chong, we are home sixty meters ahead. Go back to find your mother. If you don't go back, your own father will go crazy!"

Someone went crazy last night! He almost set his house on fire!

In fact, Cong Gang wanted to go a little further, but he was just worried that... his house would really be set on fire by that guy!

Cong Gang gently pulled the little guy's little arm around his neck, "Walk back by yourself! Be obedient!"

When the little guy heard what Cong Gang said, he immediately pouted his little mouth and murmured: "Big Chongchong..."

It was obvious that the little guy didn't want to go back to his home. He wants to be with Big Chongchong.

"Little insect has to walk back by himself!"

Cong Gang carried the little guy under the commercial vehicle and said, "Be good and be obedient! Big Chongchong will pick you up in a few days!"

"Big Chong Chong..."

The little guy tried hard to express something, but was limited by his verbal expression ability.

"Don't get in the car! Walk back by yourself! Right now! This is an order!"

Seeing the little guy raising his feet to get on the car, Cong Gang immediately gave a low stern voice.

The little thing's short legs that had been raised suddenly stopped. That aggrieved little look looked really pitiful. But he still obediently retracted his short legs that he had raised.

"Song Si, drive."

Following Cong Gang's order, the black business car immediately backed up quickly, turned a corner, and disappeared from the sight of the children Feng Chongchong.

The little guy pursed his lips tightly and saluted with humiliation in the direction where the business car disappeared. It wasn't until the business car completely disappeared that he sniffed his little nose, turned around and ran quickly towards the Feng Family Courtyard.

Big Chongchong said he would pick him up in a few days... The little guy believed it.

This night in the Feng family was destined to be a torturous one.

Especially Butler Mo, he stayed up almost all night.

Although Butler Mo criticized the second wife's behavior, he could only endure it. The person who tied the bell must untie it, and the husband and wife would have to resolve the issues caused by the second young master on their own. Now that one of his housekeepers is getting involved, it's obviously counterproductive. The key is not quite right either.

As soon as it dawned, Butler Mo opened the door of the living room of the villa wide, waiting for the return of Second Young Master Feng.

When the second young master came back at around one o'clock in the morning, he said: The second wife said that Xiao Chongchong would be sent back tomorrow morning. Since the second young master believed it, he could only follow suit. There is nothing he can do if he doesn't believe it. Shencheng is so big, where can he find a child who is less than two years old?

"mama...mama..."

With a snorting sound, the little guy shook the locked gate vigorously. Originally, the fence gate in the courtyard was unlocked. Since the little guy ran out to play difficult hide-and-seek games with everyone from time to time, Butler Mo locked the fence door.

Butler Mo, who had been waiting on the sofa in the living room, vaguely heard shouts coming from outside the courtyard.

"Chongchong? Is the little Chongchong back?"

After getting up too hastily, Butler Mo rolled off the sofa and stumbled towards the living room door.

Outside the courtyard, the children of Feng Chongchong had stopped shouting in vain and began to look for a breakthrough point in the fence gate.

I tried to climb a bit first, but found that it was really difficult with my height of only about one meter; I used my small shoulders to hit the swaying fence again and again.

"Chongchong...Chongchong...are you back? Grandpa Mo will open the door for you right now!"

Butler Mo quickly opened the fence door and held the little guy in his arms.

"Is it cold, Chongchong? Grandpa Mo will help you cover your hands and face! Look at your little hands, they are all red from the cold..."

Butler Mo covered Chongchong's little hands and face in his arms, and then he remembered something, "Chongchong, who sent you back?"

I looked around subconsciously, but didn't see any people or cars.

"mama...mama..."

The little guy withdrew a hand from Butler Mo's arms and pointed to the upstairs of the villa. It seems like I know that mommy is still sleeping at this time.

"Miss Mom? Let's go inside first!"

Butler Mo carried the little guy and walked towards the warm living room, "Can you tell Grandpa Mo, where did the little Chongchong go last night?"

"Big Chong Chong..."

After the little guy hummed, he glanced behind him subconsciously. There is no longer any trace of Big Chongchong.

"Big Chongchong? Who is this Big Chongchong?"

Mo Hakka murmured to himself. Because he always hears the little guy shouting like this.

"Big Chongchong...mama..." The little guy's ability to express is really limited. All I could do was mutter these two titles repeatedly.

"Grandpa Mo, let's send you upstairs to find your mother!"

Butler Mo held the little guy and walked toward the stairs. As he walked, he tactfully said to the second wife:

"You, mother, are so arrogant! You actually left your child outside all night... ugh!"

Manager Mo let out a long sigh, "This is more willful than a child!"

"Mama..." The little guy murmured in disapproval.

"Hey, why don't you tell me about your mother? You are such a clever little kid... You are really comparable to your biological father when he was a child!"

Butler Mo rubbed Mr. Feng's little face lovingly, "Your father was very naughty when he was a child and was difficult to discipline! But your grandfather..."

Thinking about something, Butler Mo hesitated, and then he sighed again: "Your biological father... he really suffered a lot! When you grow up, you must be filial to your brother Nuonuo." Your biological father!"

"Big Chong Chong..."

In addition to shouting ‘mama’, the little guy also mutters Big Chong Chong.

"Chongchong, when will you call me 'Dad'? Your biological father is looking forward to it!" Butler Mo asked kindly.

"Big Chong Chong!"

Okay, that’s the claim again.

"Second Young Master...Second Madam, Chongchong is back!"

At the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, Butler Mo did not push the door directly in. Instead, he knocked on the door twice, then put Xiao Chongchong back on the ground and let him run in by himself.

"Chongchong!" Feng Xinglang almost woke up from his dream. And I actually saw my little son running into the room.

Stretching out his long arms, he hugged the little guy who ran towards Mommy on the big bed.

"Chongchong? Are you really back?"

Feng Xinglang was sure that he was not dreaming. The youngest son was in his arms, his soft body carrying a slight chill.

"mama...mama..."

The little guy pointed at Mommy on the big bed. Because Da Chong Chong asked him to come back to find his mommy. He didn't say he was looking for his biological father.

"Chongchong, where have you been? How did you come back?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.