Chapter 2002 Superficial Man

Although Bai Mo felt that Feng Xinglang had always been domineering and strong, thinking about the brotherly relationship over the years, Bai Mo really didn't want to touch Feng Xinglang.

In Bai Mo's words: Even though he, Feng Xinglang, is ruthless and unrighteous, he, Bai Mo, cannot be cruel to his brothers! Actually hit him? And in front of so many people? Look what Feng Xinglang can do!

Bai Mo was so angry that he couldn't even think about it, so he thought of someone! Someone who can vent his anger for him!

Bai Mo picked up the phone, but paused again. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally dialed that person's number.

He must teach Feng Xinglang a lesson!

Because Feng Xinglang is too arrogant! He was so arrogant that he beat and scolded him, even his servants dared to beat him Bai Mo! !

"Hey, sorry to bother you! I'm Bai Mo."

"Yeah, I heard it!"

"Well... I'm going to trouble you again! I think... I want you to help me teach someone a lesson."

"who?"

"Feng Xinglang!"

"...How do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

"Give him a good beating!"

"To what extent?"

"Well...don't be too harsh!"

"Do I need to cripple him? For example, break an arm or a leg!"

"No, no, no...just let him bleed some!"

"Is it just a little blood?"

"Well... it's best to slap him with a few big mouths!" Bai Mo felt that such a lesson would be more enjoyable.

"Just slap him a few times? You can do this yourself!"

"I...I can't beat him!!" Bai Mo was a little frustrated, "He...there are always people around him protecting him."

"Well, let me make some arrangements first! Wait for my news."

"Remember to take a photo of Feng Xinglang being beaten!" Bai Mo suddenly became energetic again.

"Okay, wait for my news!"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Mo felt more and more: He had made the right acquaintance with this famous person Cong Gang! Really responsive!

but……

Bai Mo suddenly remembered something: This Cong Gang seemed to be Feng Xinglang's man! I don’t know if he still has anything to do with Feng Xinglang now?

However, Cong Gang, a god-like figure, did not do well under Feng Xinglang. Presumably, with interests at hand, he would not work for Feng Xinglang anymore! Maybe he had been bullied and beaten by Feng Xinglang a lot in the past, and he was just waiting for the day he would turn around!

Feng Xinglang is an ungrateful thing: he abandoned Brother Bang without saying a word, but now he beats him whenever he wants and scolds him whenever he wants! It really made Bai Mo very unhappy!

It would be better to let Feng Xinglang suffer a little, so that he would not be so arrogant and domineering that he almost forgot his own last name!

…

Xueluo got up early in the morning and was sorting out a change of clothes for her youngest son, Chongchong. It's rare for the little guy to run around behind mommy.

"Chongchong, you have to be obedient when you live in Big Chongchong's house. You are not allowed to be stubborn with Big Chongchong, do you understand?"

I don’t know if the little guy understood it, but whenever he mentioned Big Chong Chong, he kept nodding.

"Also, when you live in Big Chongchong's house, you need to pay attention to personal hygiene, be civilized and polite, do you know?"

The little guy continued to nod wildly. Very cooperative and well-behaved.

"Mommy almost forgot...Chongchong, there is no nanny or aunt in Chongchong's family. You can eat whatever Chongchong cooks. You can't be picky about your food!"

The little guy almost nodded his little head into a wavy drum. In short, whenever mommy mentioned going to Big Chongchong's house, he would obediently nod.

Watching his wife carrying a large bag of clothes downstairs, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: "Xueluo, what are you doing? What are you packing your clothes for?"

He had already worked very hard to serve and make her happy last night. Could it be that she wanted to get angry with him and run away from home?

"These are Chongchong's changes of clothes. You can take them with you later and send Chongchong to Cong Gang's place!"

Xueluo packed her youngest son's clothes in the suitcase.

"Honey, are you sending Chongchong to be raised by Cong Gang?" Feng Xinglang finally understood the woman's intention.

"Yesterday, Chong Chong recited the ancient poem so well, with precise words! I finally understood: Cong Chong is our Chong Chong's best mentor!"

Xueluo stroked her chin, "I originally wanted to invite Cong Gang to my home to teach Chong Chong, but I thought it would be too unfair for him. I guess he wouldn't come to live in our house either! So I could only send Chong Chong to Cong Gang's place. Stay! It’s just too much trouble for Cong Gang! I feel really bad about it!”

What is this? !

"Lin Xueluo, Chongchong is our biological son, you actually want to send him to be raised by Cong Gang? You are really willing to let him go!" Feng Xinglang was speechless.

"Oh, Feng Xinglang, you have the nerve to talk to me? Who is the one who hugs his daughter every day when he comes home and calls out 'Little Wanwan' from the left and 'Little Baby' from the right? You are Nuonuo's now. You don't care about your studies, and you don't ask questions about Chongchong's intelligence. You just know how to hold your precious daughter and kiss her all day long!" Xueluo angrily said.

Although my wife's words are a bit exaggerated, most of them are true.

"Then...then we can't send Chongchong to be raised by Cong Gang, right?" Feng Xinglang said melancholy.

"Big Chongchong...Big Chongchong!"

The little guy felt that his father was trying to stop him from going to Big Chongchong again, so he kept shaking his arm and groaned in dissatisfaction, "Daddy is bad! I want Big Chongchong!"

"You brat, shut up! Just stay at home!"

Feng Xinglang was really reluctant to give his child to others to raise. Even if he had more children than he could count, he would not be willing to give away even half of them.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Can you be more rational and calm? We are just sending Chongchong to live with Cong Gang for a few days so that he can learn his language skills!"

Xueluo glared at her husband angrily: "Chongchong is almost in kindergarten, and he still can't say a complete sentence! Do you have any other better ways? The key is to trouble Cong Gang, you are still being pretentious now Reluctant to send Chong Chong over? Let me be Cong Gang, and I’m not willing to help you Feng Xinglang with your children and teach them! Now we are asking others to help us teach Chong Chong to speak!"

Look at what that bitch Cong Gang can do... The earth wouldn't be able to rotate without him? !

"If you don't want to send it, I will send Chongchong there myself!" Xueluo pulled up the suitcase with one hand and her youngest son with the other to go out.

"Okay, I'll send Chongchong over! I just can't bear to leave our Chongchong! Can we just spend one night? I'll pick Chongchong back home every other day!" Feng Xinglang took the suitcase in his wife's hand .

"Feng Xinglang, don't play with these hypocritical things for me! Chongchong is three years old, and you haven't taught him how to read and speak properly? Your so-called love for Chongchong and reluctant to let go of Chongchong are all just words. Come on! Look at Cong Gang, he really likes our Chong Chong from the bottom of his heart! He is patient and meticulous, and after all, he is a hundred times more qualified than your biological father!"

"Lin Xueluo, if you say that to me, your biological father, in front of Chongchong... I'm going to be angry!"

"Then just take it easy and get angry! Because what I said is all the truth!" Xueluo was really not afraid of someone's face getting hurt.

"Wow ah ah..."

A delicate baby cry came, "Wake up Wanwan!" Feng Xinglang immediately ran towards the nursery as fast as a cheetah.

"Ha! Did I tell you right? You still refuse to admit that you are partial!" Xueluo snorted contemptuously.

After cleaning up, Xueluo knelt down and once again gave instructions to her youngest son earnestly:

"Chongchong, you must be obedient when you live in Big Chongchong's house! You can't cause trouble to Big Chongchong! As for the clothes you changed, you can put them in the suitcase and bring them back to Mommy to wash. Try not to trouble Big Chongchong. Do you understand?"

The little guy nodded.

"Guoguo...eat Guoguo!" Suddenly, the little guy saw the fruit plate in Aunt An's hand.

"Which one does Chong Chong want to eat?"

The little guy immediately dug out all three apples in the fruit bowl, "Big Chongchong... eat the fruit!"

In the entire Feng family, Xueluo, the mother, is the one who understands the little guy's words best, "You mean, Big Chongchong likes to eat apples, right?"

The little guy nodded repeatedly. His purpose in selecting the apples was to bring them to Chong Chong.

"It turns out that Cong Gang likes to eat apples..." Xueluo immediately stood up and urged, "Aunt An, quickly take out all the apples in the house! Put them in a fruit basket and bring them to Cong Gang!"

When Feng Xinglang walked out of the nursery with his sweetheart in his arms, he saw his wife putting all the apples in the house into the fruit basket.

"Honey, are you moving?"

"Chongchong just said that Cong Gang likes to eat apples. You can bring the fruit basket with you later!"

Seeing his wife's enthusiastic and busy look, Feng Xinglang was speechless.

Fortunately, that bitch didn't say he liked his wife, Feng Xinglang, otherwise... he would really kill that bitch!

"Honey, you don't need to bring so much, right? It's very heavy! Besides, Cong Gang's single dog can't eat so much! Two or three are enough!"

Feng Xinglang was a little bit displeased that his wife was so kind to Cong Gang: she actually wanted to give Cong Gang all the apples in the house?

"Feng Xinglang, it's not that I'm angry with you, but according to Cong Gang's conditions, women who like him can line up at the Waigaoqiao Pier in Shanghai!" Xueluo snorted.

"Then why is he still alone now?" Feng Xinglang poured cold water on him.

"That's because he has a high vision and would rather lack than waste!"

Xueluo glared at her husband, "Unlike you, I only like women with beautiful skin like Lan Youyou! So, you, Feng Xinglang, are just a superficial man!"

"..." This time Feng Xinglang was wiser and did not respond to the woman's harsh words.

He knew clearly that as long as a woman mentioned Lan Youyou, he might get burned as soon as he answered the question!

As Feng Xinglang expected, he did not take up the topic of Lan Youyou, and his wife Xueluo did not continue.

"By the way, Xinglang, after meeting Cong Chong, you have to keep a low profile, be pious, sincere, and kindly ask Cong Gang to help us teach our family Chong Chong's language skills!" Xueluo warned. A husband with a bad temper.

Want him, Feng Xinglang, to ask Cong Gang for help?