Chapter 1926 I Want to Take Your Last Name

Feng Xinglang's evil smile really made Cong Gang a little...uneasy!

Did you say too much? Or did you say something that you shouldn't have said?

"Why are you laughing?" Cong Gang asked solemnly.

"I suddenly felt...that 30% of GK's equity is in your hands, I feel relieved!"

The smile on Feng Xing's handsome face has not completely dissipated, and the half-smiling look is really confusing.

Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang a sideways glance and hummed, "It won't be long before GK will have my last name Cong!"

"It doesn't matter if my last name is Cong or yours! Just be happy!"

Feng Xinglang's answer... was such that Cong Gang couldn't continue.

After a long time, Cong just snorted coldly: "You are too old! I can consider accepting your three children to have my surname Cong!"

Feng Xinglang didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes and stared at Cong Gang's waist, where half of his body was covered with a windproof fleece blanket.

"How does it hurt?"

When he opened his mouth, his long arm had already reached over to lift the pile blanket that was just half wrapped around his waist.

Almost as a reflex, Cong Gang instinctively pressed the blanket on his body, refusing to let Feng Xinglang look at it.

Feng Xinglang retracted his hand that was raised in the air dryly and sneered: "Pretentious!"

"By the way, Cobain is still alive. Keep a low profile these days! Don't hit the gun!"

Feng Xinglang hummed meaningfully, "One side of your waist is already disabled, don't cripple the other side... Then your future 'happiness' will be at risk! If you still want to have a child, I’m afraid I have to ask for help!”

"..."

This informal way of chatting is really not suitable for Cong Gang.

"Why, you didn't go visit your wronged biological father?" Cong Gang changed the topic to a topic that would boost his ambition and destroy Feng Xinglang's prestige.

"But I still think you are more important!" Feng Xinglang replied quite straightforwardly.

The sentence "You are more important", whether true or false, can warm people's hearts.

"Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid I will make you regret it!" Cong Gang snorted coldly.

“Whether you regret it or not, we’ll talk about it later!”

Feng Xinglang lay lazily on the wicker chair, "I'm very tired now... I just want to take a nap for a while."

Is this a different way of playing rogue?

Cong Gang really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would dare to sleep with him so unscrupulously... and he still slept under his nose!

Is this contempt for him? Or just ignore him? There is no fear at all! !

"Hey! Feng Xinglang... get up and get out! Otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xinglang was snoring slightly. He must be really tired, and he really fell asleep.

The setting sun became more tender, coating Feng Xinglang's handsome face with a thin layer of halo, dyeing his three-dimensional facial features softly.

Feng Xinglang woke up from the cold.

It was night when I woke up. Cong Gang was no longer around, and he was the only one lying alone on the wicker chair on the open-air balcony.

"Bullshit! You don't know how to get me a blanket to cover me?!"

Inexplicable desolation surged into his heart, and Feng Xinglang felt that his heart was as cold as his body.

Feng Xinglang sniffed his somewhat blocked nose, looked around at the dark night, and frowned deeply.

Maybe Cong Gang is no longer the same Cong Gang as before!

In the past, Cong Gang might have bowed to him; but now, Cong Gang is trying every means to be superior to him, Feng Xinglang!

The steps downstairs were a little stiff. The frozen body is still unable to move freely.

Or maybe it’s not just the body that’s cold, but also a sad heart!

The living room downstairs was empty, not even a doorkeeper was left.

Outside the villa, only Feng Xinglang's Lexus was waiting for its equally lonely owner in the dark night.

After getting in the car and turning on the heater, Feng Xinglang glanced indifferently towards the master bedroom on the second floor, started the engine and left.

The house is still the same house, but the person may not be the same person anymore!

…

Overall, the kind-hearted Xueluo is still a very competent and good daughter-in-law.

Although her husband Feng Xinglang was at war with Hetun and his son, she, as a daughter-in-law, did everything she could to be filial.

Hetun has been resting for more than half a month. During this period, Feng Xinglang never came to see him once.

The eldest son, Feng Linnuo, stayed by Hetun's side before school started, and stayed here every night after school started, fulfilling his filial piety across generations!

Xueluo took her young son and herself to visit Hetun every three days.

In fact, to be honest, for the two children, this Repulse Bay is a good place for eating, drinking and playing. It is also suitable for Xueluo who is raising her fetus. The key is to be filial to her husband.

"Xueluo is here? Are you hungry... What do you and Cheng Cheng want to eat?"

Hetun is already able to move around on his own. When they met Xueluo and his son, the most talked about topic was food.

Although Hetun has become much older now, Xueluo can still feel that Hetun is relieved a lot.

"Cheng Cheng...come to grandpa!"

Every time Hetun calls the kid "Chongchong" like this, the little guy doesn't respond; only when he gets tired of being called, the little guy will hum, "Big Chongchong"!

However, this "big bug" is what Hetun doesn't want to hear! Xueluo could clearly see it, but did not stop it. In her opinion, if her husband and son did not take action to save Cong Gang, she would take action herself. Maybe she wouldn't be as cruel as her husband to shoot at Hetun, but if she really got her anxious, she said

Maybe he can do it: threaten Hetun with his own grandson!

"Dad, you should call Xing Cheng Chong Chong! You are the only one calling Chong Chong 'Cheng Cheng'. It sounds awkward to me! Anyway, Chong Chong's name is Xing Cheng, and others will know that you are from Hetun." My grandson!"

Xueluo spoke frankly while flattering.

"Well, okay! Dad listens to you! Just call this little thing Chongchong!"

Hetun did not persist, but listened to his daughter-in-law's advice. This is already quite rare.

While eating delicious and nutritious cakes, Xueluo asked softly to Hetun, who was staring at his little grandson in a daze:

"Dad, do you miss your biological son?"

The corners of Hetun's lips twitched slightly, and he sighed lightly: "How can I not think about it!"

"It's easy if you think about it! As a model daughter-in-law, I will help you call your own son over!"

Xueluo patted the pastry crumbs on her hand and prepared to call her husband on her mobile phone.

"Xueluo! Forget it...you'd better stop fighting! Xinglang probably doesn't want to see me..." Hetun sighed again.

"Then you just refuse to forgive Xinglang!"

"Dad has never been angry with Alang..." "That's right! There is no overnight feud between father and son! Dad, you don't want Xinglang to feel guilty for you for the rest of his life!"