Chapter 2164 Who Should I Sell It To?

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Feng Xinglang was really unhappy at that time!

He really wanted to rush forward and beat Cong Gang severely, then step on his face and make him beg for mercy...

But since he might not be Cong Gang's opponent in terms of force, Feng Xinglang decided to outwit him.

Feng Xinglang usually doesn't use brute force as he can solve problems with his brain. Because he is a highly intelligent human being in this civilized world.

To deal with Cong Gang, a non-human being, IQ is more than enough.

"Chongchong...is teasing my father."

Feng Xinglang was chatting with his youngest son while approaching Cong Gang who was holding his youngest son in his arms.

Only by getting close to Cong Gang could he get the chance to subdue Cong Gang. And when he was close to Cong Gang, he couldn't be suspicious.

Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang was very vigilant. It is indeed not easy to attack him.

"Dad, can you give up Xiao Chong?"

Compared with the vying for favor of the eldest son Lin Nuo, this younger son is indeed a different kind. He actually made his biological father abandon him? And in a begging tone?

"Dad, I have Nuonuo, and I have Wanwan... don't be a little bug, okay?"

It seems that the little guy also understands the truth: Feng Xinglang is his biological father, and he is Feng Xinglang's son.

To put it simply, it means that I was born by my biological father and mother, and the ownership belongs to my biological father and mother. But the little guy wants to give his ownership to Big Chongchong. That way he can live with Big Chongchong forever.

"That's not okay! You are the flesh that fell from my father's body. How could my father be willing to let you go?"

While Feng Xinglang was explaining the truth to his youngest son, he successfully approached Cong Gang. It was a pity that Cong Gang was sitting on a simple single sofa, otherwise he and Cong Gang would be squeezed together. That would make it easier for him to carry out raids.

"How much meat? I'll give it back to you, little bug!"

The little thing is innocent, with a little evil spirit. But hearing his tone, how much do you dislike wanting your biological father to want him?

"All the flesh, all the bones, all the blood on your body, including your hair, nails and so on... everything belongs to your biological father! You belong to your biological father too!"

Feng Xinglang came closer, bowed slightly and reached out to caress his son's slightly confused face.

"I'll give it all back to you...will the little insect die?" The little guy's face was a little serious.

"Silly son, what are you talking about? You don't need to give anything back to your biological father! But my biological father is reluctant to have you! You are the continuation of my biological father's life and another way of my biological father's existence in this world..."

Children like Feng Chongchong cannot understand these sensational words. The only thing he could understand was: his bastard father refused to let him be with Big Chongchong!

"Bad daddy! Xiaochong doesn't want you!" the little guy said angrily.

"Um?"

Cong Gang just hummed softly, and the little guy shut his mouth and nestled obediently in Cong Gang's arms and stopped talking. The young boy turned his head willfully, not looking at his own father.

Someone's 'hmm' is more effective than a thousand words from his own father... What is this little thing obsessed with?

"My good son, my dad is hungry... go to the kitchen and get a piece of fruit for your dad to eat, okay?"

Worried that he could not persuade his younger son, Feng Xinglang added: "By the way, I'll give Big Chongchong a piece of Guoguo! Look, his mouth is dry and cracked."

The last sentence was said casually by Feng Xinglang. Because there were no signs of dryness or cracking on Cong Gang's lips, which were as pale as water.

Feng Xiaochong raised his little hand and gently touched Cong Gang's lips, "I'll get some fruit for Chongchong to eat!"

Then he immediately turned around and trotted towards the kitchen diligently.

Then only Feng Xinglang, who had impure motives, and Cong Gang, who had drooped eyebrows, were left in the huge living room.

"For me to be so embarrassed in front of the entire company...it feels like a sense of accomplishment, right?"

Feng Xinglang asked with a half-smile. When he asked, his right hand had already been put into the pocket of his cashmere coat, his movements were leisurely and handsome, and there was no hint that he was planning any evil intentions.

"President Feng Da is so thick-skinned that he can run away from home. Will he care about the dispensable opinions of his employees about you?"

Undoubtedly, Cong Gang knew Feng Xinglang: It didn't matter whether Feng Xinglang had some face or not! But he still cares about some face.

For example, his son kissed Cong Gang, but not his biological father. This was really unacceptable to Feng Xinglang.

"Mr. Songtai understands me! He knows that I don't care about worldly opinions..."

Feng Xinglang tried to put his left hand on Cong Gang's shoulder... and he succeeded. He clearly felt that Cong Gang's body stiffened slightly.

"However, if you encourage my son to disown me as his biological father... I'm afraid that's a bit too much, right?"

In the pocket of his cashmere coat, Feng Xinglang had already spread out the small towel contaminated with high concentrations of anesthesia and narcotics in the palm of his hand. Just waiting for Cong Gang to use one move to defeat the enemy.

"Xiao Chong, I have always been your Feng Xinglang's child. I will never take him as my own..."

Before Cong Gang finished his promise, Feng Xinglang quickly took out the small handkerchief in his pocket and fiercely covered Cong Gang's mouth and nose.

It worked!

Feng Xinglang successfully covered Cong Gang's mouth and nose with a handkerchief soaked in the liquid; and he saw Cong Gang's chest rising and falling as he breathed!

It means that he has inhaled the liquid stained on the handkerchief. Xing Shishi told him that it was highly concentrated and would take effect in up to ten seconds.

But for a non-human like Cong Gang, for the sake of safety, it took Feng Xinglang a full twenty seconds to loosen his grip on Cong Gang.

Feeling that Cong Gang had stopped struggling and that his eyes were drooping, Feng Xinglang slowly let go of his hand and let Cong Gang's body slump on the sofa.

"You bitch, you're here too! If you dare to play with me... you're still too young!"

Feng Xinglang panted heavily. After all, attacking and restraining Cong Gang was an extremely physically demanding task.

When he heard his bastard father scolding Da Chong Chong again, the little guy immediately ran out with Guo Guo in his arms.

What you can see is a different scene!

When Feng Xinglang was cursing in a triumphant manner, Cong Gang, who was slumped on the sofa, instantly opened his sharp eyes...

Before someone could say "Oops", Cong Gang had already picked up the handkerchief that was thrown on the ground, and covered Feng Xinglang with a speed as fast as a whirlwind and a way of returning the favor. Mouth and nose, all movements are done in one go.

But after Feng Xinglang only took a sip, he pulled away. Cong Gang was able to tell that this was a highly concentrated and purified medicinal liquid. Just one breath of it was enough to paralyze Feng Xinglang.

"Cong...Cong Gang...you...your motherfucker is cheating on me?"

The air that is sucked deeply into the lungs is spit out when it is too late. What's more, there is still a small amount of contamination on the mouth and nose.

"It's not like you haven't done this trick before...are you still doing it? Are you childish?"

Cong Gang fell to the side and his breathing became slightly quickened. Although he didn't inhale a large amount, there was residue in his mouth and nose.

"..."Have you ever played it yourself? Why don't you remember?

Afterwards, Feng Xinglang fell into layers of drowsiness.

"Big Chongchong..." the little guy murmured.

"Don't come over here! Go get a wet towel for Big Chongchong." Cong Gang also felt a lot weaker. After all, he is not a god.

The little guy immediately ran towards the bathroom and brought a towel that was still dripping.

"Big Chongchong, it's warm." The little guy also thoughtfully used warm water.

Cong Gang wiped the remaining liquid on his mouth and nose, and then lowered his eyes as if to ease the hallucination.

Seeing his biological father lying motionless on the ground, the little guy came forward and used his little finger to explore Feng Xinglang's breathing.

"Daddy, huh, huh!" It turned out that my dad was just asleep.

"Xiao Chong, go get a towel and wipe your father's face clean."

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Ten minutes later, the two people on the single sofa, one big and one small, were not father and son, but more like father and son. They just stared quietly at someone sleeping soundly on the double sofa opposite.

Are you even thinking of raiding him? And he was using the same bad tricks he had used before?

Of course, Feng Xinglang is not unbeatable! At least he defeated Cong Gang twice!

"Xiao Chong, tell me, should we throw your biological father out...or cook him and eat him? Or...sell him?"

The little man in his arms is surprisingly well-behaved. When Cong is sleeping, he sleeps with him; when Cong is quiet, he can also be quiet.

They are really similar in both sex and habits.

"Sell it!" The little guy made his choice.

He probably felt that it was not appropriate to leave his biological father out alone at night, and the smelly biological father would definitely not taste good. Can't eat either. Mommy will be sad if she eats it.

Only sold!

"Who can I sell it to?" Cong Gang gently stroked the little guy's head, still waiting for the anesthesia to be metabolized in his body.

"Sold to..."

The little guy chewed his lower lip and thought for a while, and he really thought of someone: "Sell it to Nono's grandpa!"

"Well... this is a really good idea! It can also raise the employee's year-end bonus for your father... It's really killing two birds with one stone!"

If someone who is sleeping hears that his biological son is discussing with an outsider how to sell him as his biological father... I am afraid his lungs will explode!

"Xiao Chong, actually some of your father's words are correct. You are indeed another way of his existence in this world! You are the continuation of his life!"

Cong Gang gently stroked the little guy's little understanding face, "Your father loves you just as much as you love Chong Chong! Your father loves you...so much that he would sacrifice his life for you, and so does everything." No matter what!"

Although this analogy is not very appropriate, it is very intuitive. It can make the little guy understand most clearly the love his biological father Feng Xinglang has for him.

"Little insects love big insects..." The little guy murmured and then snuggled into Cong Gang's arms obediently.

"Xiao Chong, after you successfully sell your biological father, you will have to go back to your biological father and your mother. That is your home."

"Little insect, don't..."

The little guy's eyes welled up with tears, "Little Chong will be well behaved if he and Big Chong Chong are together!"

"Don't cry! Put your tears back before you talk to me!"

Cong Gang lifted the small thing to the ground. Then he turned his head and stopped looking at him. In the huge living room, I could only hear the little guy's sobbing and Feng Xinglang's snorting.