Chapter 2163 I Can’t Kill You!

It’s totally thankless!

Even though he was yelled at by his own son, Hetun didn't get angry; he even overly cared and packed some snacks for Feng Xinglang for him to take as a midnight snack.

It's true that no matter how bad he was to Feng Xinglang back then, he would be so humble now.

Of course, Hetun didn't feel that he was humble at all. Someone was so shameless that he followed Hetun.

As soon as Feng Xinglang walked out of the living room of the villa, Xing Twelve followed him out and thrust a sealed object into his hand.

"High-purity, effective in ten seconds at most! It can knock a cow down!" Then, Xing Twelve asked curiously, "Prince Xing, who are you trying to kill? Although this thing has low volatility, But you still need to use some tricks when using it! Besides, if you want to mess with someone, I can help you! In case you

We bumped into each other, and my adoptive father was sad again! "

After all, Xing Twelve still loves Hetun the most. It feels like my adoptive father is so old that he still has to worry about Feng Xinglang, a 'rebellious son'.

In fact, it was not that Feng Xinglang had not considered asking Xing Twelve and the others to help. But I still feel that the grievances and grievances between myself and Cong Gang have not risen to the level where others need to intervene!

Therefore, Feng Xinglang said casually: "I'm playing with that boy Bai Mo!"

Even though he said it casually, Xing Twelve still believed it. Because the feud between Prince Xing and Bai Mo has a long history.

"Are you going to get Bai Mo?" Xing Twelve seemed to be quite disappointed, "Just use one-tenth of the amount! I thought you were going to get some big shot like Songtai or Yan Bang!"

"What...what am I doing to them? I'm not full enough to hold on!" Feng Xinglang said perfunctorily.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and blurted out "Bai Mo", otherwise Xing Twelve would not have been able to break the casserole and ask the truth.

In fact, Xing Twelve guessed correctly. Feng Xinglang took this high-concentration narcotic drug to mess with Cong Gang.

When he left Kaibei Mountain City this morning, he left a message to Cong Gang, saying that he missed his youngest son and would visit Chongchong tomorrow night.

The tone of the message was quite low-profile. Since Cong had just accepted his 'peace', he should be able to see his youngest son smoothly tomorrow night.

When Feng Xinglang got in the car, Basong was still listening to his Thai songs. It was babbling, the kind that made Feng Xinglang get goosebumps.

Seeing Feng Xinglang get into the car, Basong immediately turned off the music. He knew that CEO Feng Da didn't like Thai songs. It is said that both men and women can be associated with shemales.

"Mr. Feng, haven't you received Mr. Nuo?"

To Basong, Feng Xinglang only said that he was here to pick up his eldest son Feng Linnuo.

"You brat has a bad temper! You say I'm biased! Aren't the palms and backs of my hands full of flesh? How could a parent not love his or her children?" Feng Xinglang muttered a few words in passing.

"Although the palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, the amount of flesh is different, the thickness is different, and the colors are even different! The backs of the hands are mostly used for drying the sun, and the palms are mostly used for holding things with force... The difference is huge!" Ba Song then said.

Feng Xinglang felt that Basong's words made sense. A person certainly cherishes his own hands. But there is a certain difference in the degree of care taken between the palms and the back of the hands.

After sighing slightly, Feng Xinglang began to close his eyes and rest.

He could leave his eldest son to Hetun, but he couldn't accept leaving his younger son to Cong Gang.

Not just because of the biological blood relationship with Hetun.

From the depths of his soul, Feng Xinglang is actually a man who values ​​love and justice and has good intentions. Maybe he and Hetun would never be able to have a deep relationship as father and son in this life, but leaving his eldest son as a filial piety to Hetun was considered the most benevolent and righteous act.

Hetun's increasing wrinkles and gray hair are still a bit irritating. Everyone will make mistakes sometimes, and they will also grow old one day...

"By the way, Mr. Feng, I heard that you went to arrest my boss yesterday afternoon? Didn't you catch him? It's not me who helped my boss, but just Xing Shisi, it's really not possible!"

Basong glanced at President Feng Da through the rearview mirror, "In my opinion, I think you can just leave the second young master to my boss to raise him! My boss promises to treat the second young master more affectionately than his own son!"

"Pull over! Then get out!" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll shut up immediately!" Bassong Shishi didn't say a word along the way.

Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to force Basong to tell him where Cong Gang was living these days. Considering that Basong didn't know anything about it, he didn't bother to ask him.

He had a hunch that Cong Gang, who had made peace, would let him see his youngest son.

When he returned to Feng's house, his wife and daughter had already gone to bed; Butler Mo was still waiting in the living room.

No matter how late the two young masters of the Feng family came back, as long as they didn't say no, he would always wait in the living room. This is a habit he has developed over the years. There is always a light left for the young master of the Feng family who returns home late.

"Old Mo, why aren't you asleep yet? You are already a grown man, so you should take good care of yourself!" Feng Xinglang was grateful for Butler Mo's kind care. Although Lao Mo is a housekeeper, in the minds of the two young masters of the Feng family, he is already half a father. Especially after Mo Ranran married the eldest young master Feng Lixin, Housekeeper Mo’s

The identity is one step closer.

"Second Young Master, you are back. You have worked hard!" Butler Mo came forward and took the briefcase from the Second Young Master's hand, "I will get you some supper. You can eat some before going to bed."

"No! Are Xueluo and the others okay?" Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa tiredly.

"Everything is fine. During dinner, Wanwan kept calling me daddy! It made Xueluo, Ranran and the others laugh!"

"Where is Tuantuan? How are you doing these days?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

"Tuan Tuan is pretty good too. He's become a lot more sensible. I just asked about Brother Nuonuo at dinner today..." "Well, it's good to be sensible. Lao Mo, you have to have sex with this child that Ran Ran finally got pregnant with." Be careful! You are half the father of me and my brother, so I ask you to share more for us!" Every time Feng Xinglang speaks, he can make people feel moved.

Moved and grateful.

"I can, I can, this is also my responsibility!" Butler Mo nodded repeatedly. "Don't tire yourself too much! Hire more nannies and take care of Ran Ran and Xueluo! And my brother, you should also take more care of me! Don't neglect my brother just because you have a grandson! I Brother is your son-in-law, please be more partial to him, I

I won't be jealous! "

A humorous man with endless charm.

"Second Young Master, I respect both you and the eldest Young Master." Butler Mo felt very comfortable hearing the Second Young Master's words.

"Respect for what? Love! Love like your own son!"

"Yes, yes!" Butler Mo responded repeatedly.

After going upstairs, someone unprincipledly carried his beloved baby who was sleeping alone in the crib to the big bed.

"Wanwan...my dear daughter...call me daddy..." Feng Xinglang carefully kissed his daughter's chubby face, "Are you and mommy at home thinking about your dear dad? My dear dad really misses her. I miss you so much... If I don't hold you for a day, my dad's hands will feel itchy and his heart will feel itchy! Why are you so cute?

...My dear father can never hold you or kiss you enough... Dear Wanwan, you are truly my father's darling..."

Xueluo, who had not yet fallen asleep, was awakened by the man's affectionate voice. But she didn't open her eyes or interrupt, she just listened quietly to the love words between her husband and daughter.

It is said that the daughter is the little lover of the father in the previous life. Isn't this too... too sensational? Are your hands itching and your heart itching if you don’t hold him for a day?

Why didn't this man think about it: his eldest son was left in Hetun; the younger son was with Cong Gang again... Could it be that the daughter was this man's biological child and the two sons were dispensable? I have never seen a man pamper his two sons so much!

"Wanwan, when you are one year old, your biological father will buy you a villa and decorate it like a fairy tale castle..."

"I'll buy you a private jet, so my family will be able to travel in style!"

"By the way, I heard Da Ranran say that you like to eat cantaloupe... When the cantaloupe matures, we will move to Turpan. There is a big temperature difference between day and night, and the sunshine time is long. Honeydew is the most delicious..."

Xueluo couldn't stand listening anymore. This daughter is the treasure in the palm of my hand, but my son is like a little weed?

To be honest, Xueluo had never seen her husband hold his little son so intimately before!

Have you wronged someone? I think that when Feng Chongchong was born, someone was so affectionate.

…

Another busy day.

Feng Xinglang, who was too busy, glanced at his watch and saw that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of the agreement between himself and his youngest son, Feng Xinglang hurried to Qibei Mountain City without eating the late-night snack Wendy bought.

The moment he saw the lights on in the villa, the corners of Feng Xinglang's lips raised: You can teach me!

This guy is so easy to deceive that he actually believed him and made peace with him!

Hegui's speech did not stop Feng Xinglang from seeking justice for himself: If he, the CEO, was so embarrassed in front of the entire company's employees, should he be compensated for some mental damage?

The smart door is open. Feng Xinglang heard his youngest son's joyful laughter from afar.

It feels like a new child! Even his biological father feels the same way.

"Chongchong...do you want to kiss your father?"

Feng Xinglang originally wanted to create a gentlemanly face to numb Cong Gang; but when he saw the lively figure of his youngest son, he couldn't help but smile.

"I miss my dad more..."

The little guy screamed cutely, then ran towards his father at the door like a joy.

How about it? Or is the family relationship where blood is thicker than water better? No matter how attentive you Cong Gang is, you can't compare to his biological father!

But...but when the little guy was one meter away from his biological father, who was squatting half-crouching and opening his arms to hug him, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and ran back at lightning speed. Come to Cong Gang's side.

Feng Xinglang couldn't even catch it even if he wanted to! The key is that he didn't expect the little thing to suddenly run back.

"Xiao Chong doesn't want to harm his biological father!"

The embrace was so lost! The younger son who ran toward him ran away again!

Then, Feng Xinglang had to face Cong Gang, who was holding his young son on the sofa!

Sitting leisurely, his expression is as calm as a breeze; there is a sense of arrogance and leisure. Except for the little man in his arms, all living beings in the world have nothing to do with him.