Chapter 2143 Stupid Many Lives

When Feng Xinglang returned to the Feng family, night was already falling.

As soon as he entered the living room, Xueluo came forward and said, "Xinglang, is there any news about Tuantuan?"

Looking at his wife's anxious eyes, Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, "Yes, yes!"

"Second Young Master, is there really any news about Tuantuan? Where is Tuantuan now?"

Mo Ranran was forcibly taken to the Feng family to rest by her father. The bump she originally suffered from falling down the stairs did not heal, and she could not withstand long periods of walking and running.

"Xing Shisi has found some clues about Tuantuan. I asked Basong to chase him and help! I think Tuantuan will be found tomorrow morning." Although he said it so easily, Feng Xinglang felt uncomfortable in his heart. The thought of picking up eggs from the ground and eating them made his nose feel sour. From childhood to adulthood, the little thing has always been doted on under the wings of him and his eldest brother Feng Lixin.

Protecting.

"Why do we have to wait until tomorrow morning? It's too dangerous for a girl to be alone outside!"

Noila Mo's eyes turned red again, "We can't delay even one second!"

At this moment, when Feng Xinglang saw the two women being so anxious about sealing the group, he almost confessed honestly.

But when he thought about being able to live together in harmony as a family in the future, he felt sad.

"Where's my brother?" So he changed the subject.

"Brother Lixin is still looking for Tuantuan with the police! He probably won't come back and sit around waiting if Tuantuan is not found."

Xueluo sighed heartbrokenly, "If anything happens to Tuantuan, Brother Lixin will probably blame himself for the rest of his life!"

This is the truth! Not to mention Feng Lixin, even Feng Xinglang would blame himself.

"Okay Xueluo, stop thinking nonsense! I promise Tuantuan will be fine!" Feng Xinglang came over and hugged his sad wife.

"Ran Ran, Xueluo, come and have something to eat!"

Butler Mo brought a bowl of nourishing chicken soup to his daughter, "Ran Ran, drink some chicken soup! You haven't eaten for a day... Even if you can stand it, the child in your belly can't stand it!"

"Dad, I'm really not hungry, and I can't eat!" Mo Ranran still didn't reach out to take it.

Knowing that his daughter had neither appetite nor mood, Butler Mo chose to bring the chicken soup after the second young master Feng Xinglang came back. He knew that the second young master was resourceful and would help him persuade his daughter who could not eat.

"Ran Ran, are you going to cause trouble?"

Feng Xinglangwen scolded, "Don't find Tuantuan, you are so tired! Your body, and the child in your belly, are as important as Tuantuan! If you protect yourself and the child, you are helping my brother!"

Feng Xinglang's words could always be so heart-warming despite their severity.

"Then...then I'll drink it!" Mo Ranran immediately took the chicken soup from his father's hand and drank it in big gulps.

Seeing that Noila Mo was eating deliciously, Xueluo also took a few sips of chicken soup.

Subconsciously, I glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window and found that there seemed to be a little person missing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window...

Abruptly, Xueluo suddenly asked loudly: "Xinglang, where is Chongchong? Didn't you take Chongchong out with you?"

When his wife suddenly asked him this question, Feng Xinglang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had left his youngest son Chongchong alone in Cong Gang's haunted house and abandoned the factory to watch the group!

After planning the two plans in detail with Xing Shiqi, he rushed back to the Feng family directly. In addition, seeing Tuantuan's pitiful little appearance, I was so upset that I actually forgot to pick up my youngest son from Cong Gang's haunted house.

Seeing her husband's confused look, Xueluo was furious, "Feng Xinglang, don't tell me: you left Chongchong alone in Cong Gang's villa again!!"

"Xueluo... Xueluo... don't worry! I'm going to pick up Chongchong right now!" Feng Xinglang immediately put back the chicken soup in his hand and stood up.

"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard! You...you..."

Xueluo, who was really angry, picked up the leather mound at her feet and threw it at her husband.

Feng Xinglang fled.

"Sister Xueluo...Sister Xueluo...don't get excited!"

Noila Mo had only finished half of her chicken soup, but she didn't expect the second young man and his wife to start fighting.

"Feng Xinglang, if I had known you were so irresponsible, I wouldn't have given you so many children! Feng Xinglang, you bastard!" Xueluo rushed out, crying and cursing.

"Wife...Wife, I'm sorry! I'm going to pick up Chongchong now!" Feng Xinglang fled the Feng family in embarrassment.

When Feng Xinglang arrived at Qibei Mountain City, the entire villa was pitch black.

"Chong Chong?"

Feng Xinglang murmured in a panic, and rushed into the villa almost crawling.

"Chongchong...Chongchong!" Feng Xinglang shouted loudly.

Not in the living room; not in the medical room; not in the kitchen, storage room, stairs... Feng Xinglang searched every one of them, but couldn't find his youngest son.

Where did the little thing go? Or...or was he really kidnapped?

Pretending to be calm, his steps were still a little staggering; in the master bedroom on the third floor, the room where Cong Gang usually slept, Feng Xinglang saw a small humanoid figure under the quilt.

"Chongchong...Chongchong!"

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and called softly. The moment he lifted the quilt, his restless heart was relieved.

The little guy opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at his father, then let out a long yawn.

"Baby, I'm sorry! Daddy is late!" Feng Xinglang hugged his youngest son tightly in his arms, his voice becoming hoarse.

"Dad, let's go, the little insect is sleeping!"

The little guy didn't seem to be at all happy about his biological father's arrival, and was even a little annoyed.

"Don't sleep anymore! My dear father will take you home to sleep!"

Feng Xinglang took his youngest son out from under the quilt, only to find that his son was actually wearing pajamas?

Pajamas that fit perfectly! At first glance, it looks like a tailor-made children's model.

"Chongchong, where did your pajamas... come from?" Feng Xinglang asked with raised eyebrows.

The little guy pointed in the direction of the closet with his little finger, "There are clothes for Xiao Chong!"

Feng Xinglang put his youngest son back on the bed and walked towards the closet.

The woolen wardrobe actually... actually has a fingerprint lock? Are you afraid that people will steal your clothes?

Feng Xinglang was really unhappy and punched the wardrobe several times.

"Dad, I'm not going to break up anymore! Luan... Da Chongchong is busy!"

The little guy immediately climbed out of bed and grabbed his father's clothes to stop him from destroying the innocent wardrobe.

"Cong Gang, is your mother back yet?"

Feng Xinglang started to curse at the empty room, "Stop hiding so secretly! Get out of here quickly!"

"Big Chongchong is not here! Don't make any noise! ​​My father is home!" The little guy grabbed his father's clothes and dragged him out of the door.

"Cong Gang, if your mother doesn't come out dead, I will set fire to your worm's nest!" Feng Xinglang took out the lighter on his body

"My biological father is evil! Xiaochong no longer wants his biological father!"

While complaining about his biological father, the little guy walked barefoot towards the door of the room.

The little guy is very smart and knows that if he runs out, his biological father will also come out with him.

"Chongchong...Chongchong...run slower!" As expected, Feng Xinglang ran out behind his son.

On the way back to Feng's house, the little guy sat silently.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer anything he asked.

"Little thing, are you still angry with your biological father? You defend that dead insect so much, just be his son!"

With Feng Xinglang's IQ, it was easy to get his angry young son to speak.

"Okay! Little Chongchong and Big Chongchong live together!" The little guy was still a little too young, and in the end he was provoked by his own father.

"You think beautifully!"

Feng Xinglang smiled successfully, "Besides, Cong Gang doesn't have the qualifications either!"

The little guy stopped paying attention to his bastard father, fell down on the seat and fell asleep.

"Chongchong...Chongchong..."

Xueluo was waiting in the courtyard wearing a thin blanket. Seeing her husband's car driving in, she immediately stepped forward to greet it.

"Honey, the bug is asleep!" Feng Xinglang said softly, which made his wife worried.

"Mommy, my dear father yells at Xiaochong, he is vicious and doesn't love Xiaochong... Xiaochong is so pitiful!"

It used to be Lin Nuo's kid's lines, but now Feng Chongchong borrowed them. Although the little guy is usually silent, he still knows very well who can subdue his arrogant biological father.

"Be good, little insect, don't cry, little insect! Mommy loves Xiaochong! She will always love him!" Xueluo held her little son in her arms, feeling heartbroken.

"Honey, I really didn't yell at him... This kid didn't learn well from Nono!" Feng Xinglang smiled apologetically.

"Do you think your wife and children can't learn well? Then divorce us!" Xueluo angrily said.

"Honey, how could this be? You don't know how much I love you, mother and son..." Feng Xinglang explained hurriedly.

"I don't want to hear a word of these nonsense!"

Xueluo glared at her husband angrily, "Stop talking! Don't touch me! Don't touch the bug either! Go cool down!"

Holding her little son who was neglected by her husband, Xueluo walked towards the living room without looking back.

At this moment, Feng Xinglang, no matter what he defended, it was all in vain.

Because the cruel reality has already settled in front of his wife Xueluo: it was he, the biological father, who forgot his son in an empty house!

And he is still making excuses without admitting his mistake!

"Sister Xueluo, is Chongchong okay?" Mo Ranran came forward to greet him.

Feng Tuantuan ran away from home and has not been able to find him yet. This little Chongchong was almost lost by Second Young Master Feng...

Why is this second young master so big-hearted? He actually left a three-year-old child in a deserted villa for a whole day? Anyway, normal people can't do this kind of thing! No wonder Sister Xueluo got angry!

"It's okay!"

Xueluo sniffed and hugged the little son in her arms tightly, "Ran Ran, have you seen it? An irresponsible father like this would have too many children! I even gave birth to three stupidly! !”

"Xueluo..." Feng Xinglang hesitated.

What he actually wanted to say was: I often throw my eldest and younger sons to Cong Gang’s haunted house like this!

But he knew that if he said this in this situation, his wife would definitely be even more angry. It's possible to beat him!

Feng Xinglang followed him to the baby's room, but was locked out by his wife.

After sighing slightly, Feng Xinglang returned to the living room. The top priority is to handle the affairs of Tuantuan and Daranran. But it’s still early!