Chapter 2166 Kiss Until You Are Convinced

"What? Alang didn't come back to sleep last night?" Hetun immediately took over.

When he saw Hetun, Feng Lixin was really startled: Did he say something wrong?

"Oh, Xinglang stayed at the company to work overtime last night...he already called me!" Xueluo prevaricated.

It wasn't that she wanted to deceive Hetun, but she just didn't want Hetun to interfere in the trivial matters between her and her husband.

The key is not to let Hetun find out that he sent the bug to Cong Gang to raise. Otherwise, with Hetun's violent temper, he would not be able to go to Cong Gang to ask for someone. She has to protect Cong Gang!

Hetun still believed Xueluo's words of 'stay in the company and work overtime'. Presumably the video call is not convenient to make at home. That shouldn't scare your wife and children.

"Well, then you're busy, I'll go to Alang's company!" Hetun then got up.

After teasing his granddaughter in the cradle, Hetun took Xing Twelve and left the Feng family in a hurry.

Xueluo let out a long sigh. But I was still very happy when I picked up the black gold card left by Hetun.

"Sister Xueluo, is the second young master really working overtime in the company?" Mo Ranran asked.

"If he doesn't work overtime at the company, then where else can he go?" Xueluo believed in her husband.

Suddenly, Xueluo thought of the second possibility: go find Cong Gang to fight! Then get your younger son back!

As soon as Hetun left, Xueluo called her husband. But after calling it twice, it shut down.

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When Feng Xinglang woke up, the room was already filled with morning light.

He finally squinted his eyes, but the heavy weight on his head made him drowsy.

Glancing at the surrounding environment, Feng Xinglang found that he was actually in the company's lounge?

Didn’t he go to Qibei Mountain City to fight with Cong Gang? Why did you come back to this lounge?

I vaguely remember that that bitch Cong Gang cheated and counterattacked him suddenly, covering his nose and mouth with the handkerchief he brought, and then he fell into a layer of drowsiness! I should have thought that that bitch wouldn't be so easy to deal with! But I could clearly feel him breathing, but he didn't pass out... This is unscientific! If the medicine was not effective, then why did Feng Xinglang only take one sip and then fell into a drowsy sleep?

Now?

He actually sent him back to GK's lounge? Is this a discovery of conscience?

Feeling extremely weak all over, Feng Xinglang struggled to support his upper body with his elbows and saw his youngest son, Feng Chongchong.

The little guy stood motionless under the window, staring quietly out the window. That lonely little look is really lovable.

"Chongchong...Chongchong...come to daddy quickly." Feng Xinglang called to his youngest son who was standing quietly.

The little guy looked back at his father and didn't say anything in reply. After thinking for two or three seconds, he obediently walked to his father's side.

Feng Xinglang stood up with great effort and hugged his youngest son tightly in his arms.

"Chongchong, thank you for staying with me."

When he saw his youngest son standing by his side, Feng Xinglang's heart full of fatherly love burst into overflowing energy again. She hugged her little son tightly and kissed him, "Chongchong, my father's good son... my father likes you so much!"

The little guy remained silent and allowed his father to rub and kiss him, but his eyes occasionally glanced towards the window.

"Chongchong, did you and Chongchong send your biological father here?" Feng Xinglang asked his mute son softly.

The little guy nodded obediently.

"What about Big Chongchong? Where did Big Chongchong go?" Feng Xinglang asked gently.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang was filled with overwhelming anger towards Cong Gang who rebelled against him; but in front of his youngest son, he still held back. He knew that his younger son was very protective of Cong Gang.

The little guy didn't answer his father's question, but lowered his head sadly.

"Dear Chongchong is gone, right?"

Feng Xinglang wanted to pick up his sad little son, but after trying several times, his arms were still too weak.

You are trapped in a cocoon! I originally used that thing to knock down Cong Gang, but Cong Gang knocked him down instead!

But what surprised Feng Xinglang was that Cong Gang actually returned his youngest son Chongchong to his biological father!

But even though the little guy's body was returned to him, the little guy's heart had already escaped from Cong Gang! That's why I have been depressed all the time, and it seems that I have returned to the way I used to be.

In addition to being angry, Feng Xinglang sometimes reflects on himself: Why is his youngest son so close to Cong Gang when he is not close to his own father? Even if he is just sitting silly with Cong Gang, the little thing is still happy.

"Chongchong...I am your biological father...the biological father who gave birth to you with your mother!" Feng Xinglang softly explained the truth to his youngest son.

"Little insect understands."

I thought the little guy would nod or shake his head again, but I didn't expect that the little guy actually answered.

"Then why didn't you leave with Da Chong Chong? Are you reluctant to leave your biological father?"

Before his physical strength could be fully recovered, Feng Xinglang half-knelt on the carpet, hugged his youngest son tightly in his arms and asked tentatively.

"My biological father gave birth to Xiao Chong... Xiao Chong belongs to my biological father!" This little guy's words sounded so sad.

"Did Chongchong tell you this?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

The little guy nodded, "Big Chongchong asked Xiaochong... to go back with his biological father!"

Seeing the sad and melancholy look on his youngest son's face, Feng Xinglang felt heartbroken: He couldn't figure out why the little thing liked Cong Gang so much. It’s like following a demon!

"But Xiaochong doesn't want to go home with his biological father, does he?" Feng Xinglang asked warmly. The little guy raised his head and stared at his father blankly. He didn't answer, nod or shake his head, but chose silence. Because Big Chongchong told him to be good. If you say something that your biological father doesn’t like to hear, then wait

Tongyu is not good.

But the little thing didn't want to lie, so he could only choose to remain silent. "Chongchong, you are the child of my biological father and mother... If you are given to Chongchong to be raised, my biological father and mother, brother Nuonuo and sister Wanwan will all miss you very much! Especially... Your mommy will miss you and cry! But if your biological father takes you

If I take him home by force, you will be unhappy... To be honest, my biological father is also in a difficult position! My dear dad hopes you are happy, and I also hope you can stay with your dear dad and mommy! "

Feng Xinglang patiently told his youngest son his embarrassment and intolerance. He hopes that his youngest son can understand his good intentions as a biological father.

"Daddy has Wanwan, and mommy has Nuonuo!" The little guy raised his head and replied.

"No matter how many children my father and mother have... they can't leave out any one of them! You are all my father and mother's darlings!"

The words of his biological father Feng Xinglang made the little guy feel sad again: After all, his biological father just wanted to dominate him! Don't let him be with Big Chongchong!

"But... my father has a good idea: not only can he keep the little insect from leaving his father and mommy, but he can also keep the little insect and the big insect together..."

In front of his unhappy son, Feng Xinglang chose to give in. A father's love is like a mountain of concession.

"Dad, tell me." The little guy's eyes immediately lit up.

"Mr. Feng...Mr. Feng...are you in the lounge? Mr. Feng..." Wendy's knock on the door interrupted the discussion between Feng Xinglang and his son. She hurried to the president's office after receiving a call from the president's wife. She thought that CEO Feng Da had not arrived today, but she did not expect that the CEO would be asleep in the lounge.

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Feng Xinglang gave Wendy less authority than he gave Nina. Nina can enter and leave the lounge freely, while Wendy can only open the secret lock of the lounge when no one is in the lounge.

"What's going on?" Feng Xinglang was a little unhappy when he opened the door.

"Two things. The first thing is that the financial director just called and said that we have an extra 400 million in our GK account! And... we also made a special note to use it for year-end bonuses!"

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows frowned slightly: Who is so kind? Such a big deal?

"The second thing is that the president's wife just called and asked if you were in the lounge. She also said... She also said that your father would come to the company to see you soon!"

"I know! I'll get back to the CEO's wife in a moment!" Feng Xinglang said softly.

Why did Hetun come here? What does he want to do?

Before the kid Feng Chongchong had time to explain to his father about the year-end bonus, Hetun rushed to the president's office with Xing Twelve. "Hahaha...Xing Xiaochong...I'll catch you now!"

When Xing Twelve saw the little man next to Feng Xinglang, he was extremely excited, and then he rushed towards Feng Chongchong like a tiger descending the mountain.

Why is it this annoying guy again! The little guy ran away!

He couldn't outrun Xing Twelve by running, so the little guy could only follow Xing Twelve in circles around the desk and sofa.

"Eight more circles... Come on, count on your fingers again and show me!"

Xing Twelve loved the scene of the little thing counting on his little fingers in the video this morning. He was not in a hurry, just chasing after the little thing leisurely, playing the game of cat and mouse.

The little guy who was really tired from running stopped panting and pointed at Xing Twelve with his little finger:

"Stop! Don't move! Hetun will cut you!"

"Hahahaha..." The little guy's words made Hetun and Xing Twelve burst into laughter.

"Come on, come to grandpa! Grandpa will help you peel him!"

Hetun opened his arms towards his little grandson. His smart prosthetic leg became more and more proficient with it. As long as you don't touch it, it looks like an ordinary arm.

The little guy didn't seem to have any feelings for the enthusiastic Hetun, and ran towards the lounge with a huff. But Xing Twelve reacted faster and intercepted the little guy before he rushed into the lounge. He also came to give me a hug!

"Don't touch me...don't touch me! Hetun...cut him! Cut him!"

The little thing that Xing Twelve successfully carried into his arms cried out in despair. The little thing was really lovable.

"If I hug you for a while, I'll save you a piece of flesh!"

Xing Twelve restrained the little guy's squirming limbs and kissed him hard on the little cheek.

"Alright, don't scare Chong Chong!" Feng Xinglang scolded him.

"This little guy dares to kidnap his own father and sell him for money... will he be scared?" Until you take it!"